If you saw me in the street today,
You wouldn't recognize me.
You'd see a woman whole,
A woman independent, harder.
If you walked down my street today,
I don't think that I'd know you.
I wouldn't see the boy I knew
From back when we would study.
When we studied happy endings,
I'd forgotten it was practice.
I forgot that we'd be young for years
And how we both were growing.
We learned a lot those days,
When we both grappled with rejection;
How to handle hurt and hate
And falling out of puppy love.
The girl I was thought that was it,
As silly as I was in school.
Remember what we said?
How we would move out in the snow?
It's funny, really, nowadays,
And look at us, both happy!
I never thought in high school
That we hadn't met our matches.
We were practicing for them,
And I just didn't realize at the time.
I think we practiced well back then,
I think we make them happy.
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 6:33 AM UTC
If you saw me in the street today,
You wouldn't recognize me.
You'd see a woman whole,
A woman independent, harder.
If you walked down my street today,
I don't think that I'd know you.
I wouldn't see the boy I knew
From back when we would study.
When we studied happy endings,
I'd forgotten it was practice.
I forgot that we'd be young for years
And how we both were growing.
We learned a lot those days,
When we both grappled with rejection;
How to handle hurt and hate
And falling out of puppy love.
The girl I was thought that was it,
As silly as I was in school.
Remember what we said?
How we would move out in the snow?
It's funny, really, nowadays,
And look at us, both happy!
I never thought in high school
That we hadn't met our matches.
We were practicing for them,
And I just didn't realize at the time.
I think we practiced well back then,
I think we make them happy.
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