I want to go
Back to the place
Where we first met

Because I’m feeling sentimental
In a good way
Without all those regrets

The ones that keep
Me awake at night
Make my bones crack

With their crippling nostalgia
That constantly reminds me
You’ll never come back

My mind is a
House settling in summer
While humid air invades

As I wave goodbye
To my fleeting sanity
And termites chew away

Back to the destination
That was a secret
Until we got there

And the soccer goals
And a piggy-back ride
And cold winter air

But then you said
Your tunnel’s light faded
Some time in June

But all I remember
Is a baseball field
stars and the moon

And I must wonder
Did your bones crack
As mine do now

And did they cave
In on your soul
With crushing hollow sounds