there's this boy, dark hair, light-brown skin, his eyes warm like a campfire, with my melting marshmallow heart, my fever for him grows, i love him, squished between the graham crackers of guilt, because i love her as well.
Remember that night by the campfire? We roasted marshmallows Made smore's I stepped away to look at the stars And I hoped you'd come and look with me In an instant There you were You pointed out the big dipper The north star to the left We talked and laughed And you mentioned how the stars were so far We would never get to see them up close As I looked at those stars I looked into the past But imagined a future Our future I heard my friends heading back to the cabin And ignored them just to spend a few more moments with you Eventually they took me away One thing that will never leave Is the memory of that night by the campfire
A marshmallow slowly roasted over a campfire Some chocolate oozing down my face some gram crackers crunching under my teeth I can't always make smores but I can have some more I want some more kindness to put a smile on my face I want to express that kindness to others around me I want some more quality time with family I want some more good friends to surround me I want to be a great friend in return I want some more compassion to ground me I want more passion when I write even if it keeps me at night I want the sight to find the beauty around me and you Do you want smores too? Do you want some more in life?
I hope this is a Treat 4 U, My friends Like and repost if you like or think you would like Smores Have a Great Day!
