I can feel your energy
From two planets away
I got my drank i got my music
I would share it but today I’m chilling
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
hello 911 yes i’d like to report a murder this bitch killed my vibe
Leather jackets.
Smoking on back porches w/ pools.
Got to be glued.
Everytime I straighten my hair with your straightner.
Taking pictures in your jacket.
The picture you drew of us.
Talking openly sprawled out on the floor that night.
Coming to see you at the wee hours of the night.
Tissues on the floor.
The mirror in your closet.
Pool fun.
Your last birthday & bumping my head on the china cabinet, thanks for that.
The party at Ericas when I lost my nose stud.
Waking up next to you.
Going out anywhere together and both getting gawked at.
That moment we had at the movies with everyone seeing the hangover.
Exploding pool chemicals.
Doing your hair.
Picking out our clothes to coordinate.
Eating candy.
Inside jokes.
Horace.
The skaters.
Collin.
Warming our hands in my scarf.
Best friend love.
The park.
Running with no shoes.
Our talk about….
Knowing more about your sexlife than your bestest friend.
The beach and those jelly fish.
Talking about kids.
Being carried.
Your misspelled words when we texted.
The night you brought me McDonalds really late and I had to meet Dyango in my pajamas.
Crying.
Laughing.
Growing.
Loving.
Sharing.
Never forgetting.