starlight & fireflies

I saw your eyes light up, back when we were five.

starlight and fireflies, big books, a long drive.

My my, how time has been cruel,

granting me the desires of my dreams.

and now I stand, watching like a fool,

as my fantasy tears at its seams.

I suppose the things we fought to do,

like sleepovers under summer stars,

become old and we yearn for something new,

rusted bikes left behind for shiny cars.

The cups that once held soda and juice,

now hold your way out of reality,

I think that's why it's easier to abuse,

becuase in the darkness lies obscurity.

He touched you, and you felt fire,

and you could only wish for more,

Then he morphed into a liar.

and left love behind a closed door.

Your eyes forgot to light up,

when you talked about the life you want.

one of touches and beer in an empty cup,

to quiet the bitter voices and thier taunt.

All my friends go out and get drunk,

and fall asleep with unknown men.

it's not even thier fault they sunk,

waiting for peace, but wondering when.

It's just... my cup still carries juice,

and I still pour over my books,

or maybe that just my excuse,

because I'm scared of how life looks.

I miss us wishing for more,

red lips and smokey eyes,

but our facade slowly tore,

and the spark quietly dies.

I still remember us in the backyard,

with scraped knees from an oak tree.

and god, I know this is hard,

but please don't grow up without me.