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Throwback To Real

A journey running clocks in reverse To the happiest childhood days / drawing Crooked hearts / red crayon painted Over every line meant you were the One / with eraser tainted scribbled notes Passed during class / remember those Two boxes / checking yes meant you Were my girl and I’d love you forever Or maybe just till the end of school that Day / whichever came sooner / tomorrow is Another forever so I’ll pass you more notes / Share my grapes with you / at morning break You let me sip from your flask of juice Without wiping the mouth after meant That you really loved me / Fridays called For two forever days and no running On the playground meant that I’d really Miss you / summer vacation seemed So far away / unfathomable separation Hearts not able to comprehend why Talking on the phone for ten minutes Was like heaven / cause that’s all our Parents would allow / we’re only seven And the definition of sexy was frilly Socks and pigtails maybe a Shabba Ranks Fade / part optional / us coming in the Bedroom only meant it was a birthday Party and your mommy helped us cut the Cake together / and “I love Scooby Doo” Was all the game I needed / yea the Smurfs Too / planning our future was calling you My little mermaid so we could live happily Ever after / this love is a throwback to then When real love was simple / playing but not Games / now love is spoken with a real name Yours…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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