you were never
meant to be
anything more than
a summer’s dream
a drink on
a midnight beach
waking to sounds of the waves and the early morning trucks
i could really do without the nostalgic flashbacks
i’m not digging this at all
wishing i was 10 years younger
self-destructing
singing in a
drunken pickup truck
i never knew
you were so fucked
how far you’d fall
you were everything
and nothing much at all
i could really do without the nostalgic flashbacks
i’m not digging this at all
wishing i was 10 years younger
self-destructing
you told me
you’d love me
as soon as you
were able
garage songs
guitar riffs
restraining orders and naked photographs
i don’t even know if you’re still alive
i could really do without the nostalgic flashbacks
i’m not digging this at all
wishing i was 10 years younger
self-destructing
i’m not that person anymore
maybe it’s actually different than i remember
i suppose it’s possible
i just hope you’re okay…
