In my happy place your heart still beats
And I can wrap my arms around you
We can laugh like kids, 14 again
Telling dumb jokes and breaking rules
On concrete under skatepark sunsets
With a half-broken speaker and junk food
We sing and dance, free from fear or stress
And we don’t go home when we’re supposed to
I get to see you every morning still
And call you when I’m upset
You’ll ask me “who do I have to kill?”
I’ll smile then shortly forget
I had a dream I saw you once more
On the bleachers with our friends
I broke down crying, sobbed “I’m so sorry”
And you just took my hand
You held it tight, said “it’s alright
I love you and it’s not your fault”
I clung to you with all my might
Knowing it’s the last time we’d talk
In my happy place your heart still beats
And we never say goodbye
I get to tell you everything I didn’t then
Like I love you and I’m by your side
The Skatepark
One day we met at skatepark
On our skateboards we rolled away
The things we had to say,
We chatted about our lives
Our triumphs and our love for skatebording
Little did we know
We would let our feelings show,
In each other we have grown to care
To each other we are always there,
I am so that glad we met
At the park on our skatebords
We have a friendship that is true,
I am thankful that I met you.
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