do you remember sitting on the trampoline deep into the night hours unknown but the moon told us his story used the stars as his main characters and the sun as his lover
do you remember counting blades of grass watching the patch of dirt grow larger as you pulled each peice of green seperate from the earth but got sad when i yanked the dandelion from the ground and tossed it into the driveway
do you remember how cold the lake water was on my hands and how the trees seemed to have more of a conversation than we did although the park bench was fine in the moment your friends couch was where i felt we should stay and in the morning i couldnt remember the silence from before
do you remember feeling like there was no end coming fast without reason feeling like each day could be something new for us feeling like you did on drunken nights laying on that small mattress