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a j w Oct 2013
I remember your bear feet in the grass
Toes wet with dew, muddy with dirt
The days that stretched forever but were never long enough
I remember the lake
The blackness that made it seem to go down for miles
Nothing was too small

That would never go away
Nothing would ever change
a j w Aug 2013
Do you remember that night?
With the city Lights.
The way they danced on the tiny waves
lapping the shore of lake Ontario.

Do you remember the moon?
With its orange hue.
We sang on that bench until morning,
up all night, just me and you.
a j w Aug 2013
Lately there has been a change

Talking to you is like shaving against the grain

You no longer give me that look so strange

This, I must admit, has caused me much pain
a j w Aug 2013
We stayed up and talked late into the night
We shared a drink, we shared a dance

I reached for your open hand
I slept alone, and so did you
a j w Aug 2013
We would wake up just before the sun
We would wake up and just drive
we would drive, drive and drive

Past the dull orange of the street lights
Past the sidewalks and alleys
Past the people and past their problems

We would be in the july sun
We would be where the grass grows tall
We would be unstoppable

— The End —