again, and again, and again
today you’re a stranger but we used to be like bookends
it’s again and again and again
when i pass our worn out road
I’ll remember when
we raced to piles of wood chips
the pinecones were princesses
we called a tree trunk our home
fall after we spin
i think of you now
as if you were dead
you were everything i needed
now you’re a ghost
we’d sit on benches
on top of the world
petty fights
me & my best 10 year old girls
time has fled
i still know you
we were each other’s parasites
you looked down on me
i didn’t know it at the time
idolization made me the worst of your crimes
i don’t know if i can ever
be that close again
it’s lashing, it’s scarring, but i know i’d do it
again, and again, and again
today you’re a stranger but we used to be bookends
it’s again and again and again
when i pass our worn out road
I’ll remember when
