From cigarettes and gummy bears
To sour worms and red bull
From first times and lime crime and 2005 vibes.
Long hair few cares.
Love bites and late nights summers that didn’t end
To days that leave you saved and nights that leave you reborn
To the one you never imagined but can’t do without.
To every season spinning around and around and it’s still both of you.
To hope, to us, somehow.
To letting bookends be bookends.
To fairy tale endings that won’t happen but we can still wish, can’t we?
