For The New Memories.

For the lack of all things sane,

For the abundance of stupidity,

For the sheer joy a baseball can bring,

For the warmth of the sun,

And the warmth of a hug,

For the excitement of hiding,

For the feeling of wind in my hair,

For the movement of a swing,

For the colour of the day,

For the way we smiled,

For the way we laughed,

For the way we talked,

For the ducks along the canal,

For the feeling of grass beneath my feet,

For the taste of the Pringles after a Haribo,

For the noise you made when you hit the ground,

For the noise I made when I hit the ground,

For the comfort the benches don't have,

For the realisation of how far from the ground I was,

For the quiet stroll home.

 

These are the reasons,

 

These are the reasons that these days

 

Are the best of my frikkin' life.

Reviews

[C K.]

WAY! x

[Jasmine Parker.]

:D
mine too
xxx