ships roll in the night
pass each other like
strangers on the street,
we wave
last night felt like
all the times I had forgotten
or fallen short
were released into the starry night sky
or maybe into the waves like wavering wishes,
we laughed
is it trite to say
we did it because we were young?
the night was alive with the rest of our lives
and I know that this morning
you are all in cars,
old homes,
and listening to your parents tell you they can't trust you anymore-
but I hope you don't forget
the friendships forged
over moving bodies
and songs we sung along to loudly
and I hope you remember what it feels like
to be young and capable of big mistakes and mysteries
I hope you remember the stars,
we looked
I promise to not
forget,
these moments are fleeting
and happen so sporadically
that I must ingrain the way his eyes shone
into my memory;
I'll keep the laughter like a memory box
in my heart,
we loved
real, young love that tastes
like melted ice cream
and a salty ocean kiss on old freshmen scars,
it was a love that held each other's hands
and giggled in harmony,
we sailed
into the horizon
with freedom on the tip of our tongues
and our back to
the towns we came from,
the boys, the girls
that broke our hearts,
the time that we thought about dying-
no we were flying in the breeze, I promise you,
we danced.
Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC
ships roll in the night
pass each other like
strangers on the street,
we wave
last night felt like
all the times I had forgotten
or fallen short
were released into the starry night sky
or maybe into the waves like wavering wishes,
we laughed
is it trite to say
we did it because we were young?
the night was alive with the rest of our lives
and I know that this morning
you are all in cars,
old homes,
and listening to your parents tell you they can't trust you anymore-
but I hope you don't forget
the friendships forged
over moving bodies
and songs we sung along to loudly
and I hope you remember what it feels like
to be young and capable of big mistakes and mysteries
I hope you remember the stars,
we looked
I promise to not
forget,
these moments are fleeting
and happen so sporadically
that I must ingrain the way his eyes shone
into my memory;
I'll keep the laughter like a memory box
in my heart,
we loved
real, young love that tastes
like melted ice cream
and a salty ocean kiss on old freshmen scars,
it was a love that held each other's hands
and giggled in harmony,
we sailed
into the horizon
with freedom on the tip of our tongues
and our back to
the towns we came from,
the boys, the girls
that broke our hearts,
the time that we thought about dying-
no we were flying in the breeze, I promise you,
we danced.
