Remember sitting in the park
staring at each other like complete dorks
Our kindergarten smiles
Our dirty feet
That twig I couldn't pull out of your hair
You flipped off strangers when they
looked at us funny
You said they deserved it for not
feeling as free
You wanted to wake them up
or shock them
I called you crazy and
you licked your lips saying
Come here little boy,
Come get some of this Crazy before it's gone...
And now you're gone.
It makes me smile when I look at strangers
and they flip me off for
staring too long
It wakes me up and I thank you in a whisper
You still make me smile
even though
you're
gone.
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