#groupwithme

“Grow Up With Me

Let’s run in fields and fear the dark together Fall off swings and burn special things And both play outside in bad weather

Let’s eat badly Let’s watch adults drink wine and laugh at their idiocy Let’s sit in the back of the car, Making eye contact with strangers driving past Making them uncomfortable Not caring, not swearing, don’t fuck.

Let’s both reclaim our superpowers The ones we all have and lose with our milk teeth The ability not to fear social awkwardness To panic when locked in the cellar Still sure there’s something down there And while picking from pillows each feather Let’s both stay away from the edge of the bed Forcing us closer together

Let’s sit in public, with ice cream all over both our faces Sticking our tongues out at passers by Let’s cry Let’s swim Let’s everything

Let’s not find it funny lest someone falls over Classical music is boring Poetry baffles us both There’s nothing that’s said is what’s meant Plays are long, tiresome, sullen and filled With hours that could be spent rolling down hills And grazing our knees on cement

Let’s hear stories and both lose our innocence Learn about parents and forgiveness Death and morality Kindness and art Thus losing both of our innocent hearts But at least we won’t do it apart.

Grow up with me”

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