i want to sink claws into the sun, and rip it backwards through the sky
run the days back to the time before i ever had doubts, when my only association with you was love
i want to scream into the stars that im sorry, i understand now, you understand now and we will never again both exist in this time and place knowing this
i yearn for those simpler emotions, those pure and untarnished truths that i knew, where my only purpose was to love and to be loved, and to be accepted like i never would be again
no fear was greater than it, no worry, only the next sweet summer morning with cold milk and hawaiian punch and sweet tea
only the soft carpet, endless minutes upon minutes with infinite possibilities and around each and every corner, only love
before anything was conditional, before i understood mortality and the bumps and patches and broken pieces in the road we all walk
nothing will ever feel so pure and good as a saturday morning, legs of chairs across linoleum, nickelodeon on the tv and cereal
or afternoons full of cicada songs and hot asphalt, laughing, flying, being.
