I go home
After those summer nights
With the simplest of desires
To rest in a quiet room
To sleep and dream
Of the summer
That lives forever in my mind
Summer of rain
Of motorcycle rides
Of dancing and sweating
And stars
And nervous boys who want to play pretend for a weekend
And maybe one who wants to play pretend forever
But me, I’m scared of forever
The past comforts me
Look at the pyramids that are older than time
Do you think I will be remembered too?
I was too scared to think of the future
I lived in the moment
Nothing was everything
But death told me she lasts forever
So if that’s true
Why can’t love be forever
Why can’t I?
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