in my dreams...
about a girl, she was my world...
however big one's world could be at 13.
we fell in love playing basketball,
we fell in love hanging out after school...
i did anyway.
i loved her before i even knew what love was.
i still do.
i know what you're thinking. it's just a memory, a thought, that i love. ...yeah... but it's more too.
it's not just a static memory, but a living one. i replay it. reaccess. re-evaluate. if ever i feel that way again, i will never let it go... i hope.
man= a conundrum, a self aware paradox
was i too young, was i too dumb? do i doubt myself and give in to dispair, or do trust in trust?
No comments:
Post a Comment