memories of camp and the bike rides rang in my head today.
I really miss these little memories and fragments a lot more than I ever thought I would.
I can see it the way your eyes light up when you talk about those summer nights, how much you miss it.
memories of you everywhere I go
you keep ending up in my shaking hands
my heart is sinking to the bottom of the ocean
my eyes are a raging sea
the clock is 10:37 and I don’t know why I’m still crying.
you make me remember I could be happy again
I’ve gotten so used to you I can’t really picture it without you.
it’s really all too much feeling at once
remembering all the nights id sit up and cry; you know I want to tell you what happened
but it’s also happy the little walks and sunshine painting our faces and these pictures of you I can’t get out of my head.
just because I’m feeling all of this sadness and happiness all at once doesn’t mean I’m not happy with you.
(the dandelion didn’t realize how beautiful she was. she looked at other flowers and saw what lovely colors they were, but never did she realize that the little ones and even the older ones with big hearts, would wish upon her.)