it was the summer
of new beginnings
and young love.

it was a game
created by the mind
of a boy
trapped in the body
of a man

we flew from tree
to tree
barely stopping
to catch a single breath.

we were soaked
to the bone
a mile away
from the car

we didn't have a care in the world.

you were my everything
you were the one that got away

now
every time it rains
i think of the park
and the game
and the boy who told me to
Run.