i don't want things to change

sometimes when things get really good i forget all the bad things that happened. like meeting him at the shitty bar that plays abba or letting him tell me that he liked my laugh. i wish it could stay like this forever, with you on my mind and i would no longer have to close my eyes and see his face every time i think i’m happy

i’m scared that it’s all going to change 

that our  moment was fleeting 

like love on a summer day 

i don’t want you to stop looking at me 

with sparkles in your eyes 

to stop wanting me like cold ice cream 

on a warm slice of apple pie 

i want all of it 

all of it 

with you 

the white picket fence 

the dogs running past the pink flowers

the long dress

down to my feet 

dancing with my father 

to a song that’s slower than traffic on a friday 

all while looking over 

and seeing you smile 

whispering to you 

not to go 

but everything changes 

everything has a clicking clock 

waiting to be spun 

the way you did to me

when we danced on a midnight street

after singing songs 

along to bands 

that made me cry 

no one was around to see me fall 

fall in love with your smile 

and the way you show your teeth

the way you made me want days to never end 

i almost wish i never met you 

that my lips never got to know 

what it was like to touch yours 

that my heart didn’t jump like oil on a sweaty pan 

like hands touching one another on a summer day in july 

and sitting watching the sky 

turn into pink roses in the rain

 and peach candy rings 

the ones we ate in middle school 

i was laying there 

in the clouds 

in your arms 

hoping that you wouldn’t forget me 

hoping that it wouldn't change 

but you will 

and 

it will 

i will be just another faded photo 

a song without words

a midnight dream caught in the morning hours

colored soaked tears 

staining your new white shoes 

that you won’t see

because you turn around 

and never look back 

you will meet new people 

with names i’ll never know 

with laughs louder than mine 

who make you smile 

more than i did 

but i’ll be here 

wishing for it to be the summer 

the summer that we met 

running down the streets 

lips locked in empty bars

listening to music that said our names 

and waking up to you in my arms 

not miles and miles away 

and i guess while you’re off 

being someone that i miss

i’ll sit here holding hands 

with a stranger 

who’s eyes are pale compared to yours 

and wishing

that some things didn’t change