Years to surpassIt took a few years just to lay on the grass,
It took a couple years to get over you.
A whirlwind year and a half blew past fast and I tried but I could not grab ahold of my past.
A whirlwind past that blew by fast.
And honestly I miss it,
We drew our own constellations.
We directed the breeze.
We made it rain on days we decided not to attend the beach.
We ate burritos and made party rockets at 4am.
We picked our moments and decided our fate.
We lived continuously even past the break of day.