Did you, and will you, ever like me for me?

***

Remember when we were young
How you asked everyone to marry you
All of those songs we sung
Changing all the words you used to make the heroine die
Why?

Remember when we were right
God threw his darts at stars in the night
I had a kite
You had a trampoline and a BMX bike
You didn’t even like

I don’t want to say it’s breaking my heart
And I don’t know where to start
Old friends are falling apart
Time like the name of a man
Covered and we both can whine
I miss the straight, straight lines

The old times

Remember when we got caught
Dirty hands and make-believe drugs
We never got
Give me all your money
Bank robbers and cowboy cops
Make-believe rocks

Remember when we held hands
Red rover and marching band
You had a tan
Staying outside that long’s gonna make you man
Never going back, never going back again

I don’t want to say it’s breaking my heart
And I don’t know where to start
Old friends are falling apart
Time like the name of a man
Covered and we both can whine
I miss the straight, straight lines

The old times
The old times
Remember when we were young
Remember when we were young

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This song reminds me of what I used to be. And I miss that part of me.

And today, as I type this, and as I feel a surge of wanderlust, I feel the tears brimming…..

I can’t believe how my eagerness to just, run, hide, and escape, is pushing me to the edge.

I just want to leave this place.

If I had the courage, and of course, the moolah, I would have bought a one-way ticket to somewhere.

Somewhere. Anywhere.

Somewhere. I want to go somewhere.

And as I stare despondently at my passport, it is just sad that perhaps, I would never be anywhere.