take me back to the days,
when all we did was make paper planes.
take me back to my previous emotions,
happiness and joy overload.
take me back to my old behavior,
being sweet and helpful.

~•~

paper planes soar slowly,
just like time used to.
the seconds feel shorter, hours fly by,
unlike my paper planes.
let my time feel longer.

paper planes remind me of when i was little.
my family loved me more.
the sky felt higher, the ground felt longer.
the world felt calmer and less chaotic.

paper planes show up again.
when i unwrap a piece of gum,
it becomes a plane.
when i toss scrap paper into the trash bin,
it becomes a plane.

~•~

i wish i treasured my childhood longer.