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summer nights are best spent with you. greedily scarfing down ice cream, watching our feet touch the sky from old playground swings. and the ones in your mom’s car -the soft music, the hard music singing to melodies that we’ll never know. each night, we feel each’s wishes. i, i want to give you fairs, and cotton candy, and hold your hand as we walk along the sidewalk. i want to twirl you around, because though we’re very summer friends i want to keep you forever. our feet scrape the gravel, toes tap the sidewalk, noses breathe in the air. distinctly, i remember something -us in a concert, our shoulders brushing as we danced. i remember laughing with you in the water, because i hated being short, so naturally i had to climb you. i remember every year we laugh away these nights, until they become memories. they, were, definitely, polaroid worthy. you’d give a blank look. and then spring would come again, and we’d be sitting in your mom’s car, watching the sunset again. remember this?
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 4:38 PM UTC
summer nights
summer nights are best spent with you. greedily scarfing down ice cream, watching our feet touch the sky from old playground swings. and the ones in your mom’s car -the soft music, the hard music singing to melodies that we’ll never know. each night, we feel each’s wishes. i, i want to give you fairs, and cotton candy, and hold your hand as we walk along the sidewalk. i want to twirl you around, because though we’re very summer friends i want to keep you forever. our feet scrape the gravel, toes tap the sidewalk, noses breathe in the air. distinctly, i remember something -us in a concert, our shoulders brushing as we danced. i remember laughing with you in the water, because i hated being short, so naturally i had to climb you. i remember every year we laugh away these nights, until they become memories. they, were, definitely, polaroid worthy. you’d give a blank look. and then spring would come again, and we’d be sitting in your mom’s car, watching the sunset again. remember this?
for my friends (keekya)
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 4:38 PM UTC
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