This Isn't The Last Rhyme

I'll miss the make out spots

The city lights

The friendly games

The friendly fights



I'll miss seeing your face

I know it just won't be the same

But know I will come back again

Don't make this all about pain



Give me something special

For me to remember you

So I don't drift away

Like I know you want me to



Give me something real

Something that glows with touch

I want to hold you so close

I want to remember so much



I hate the leaving

I hate the packing things

I hate the passing of the days

And all the heat it brings



I hate the stressful deadlines

For instance I'm moving in 2 days

I want today to last

To never fade away



Please don't you ever forget me

For I will never forget you

All the shit we did

Was worth all the shit we do



I love to think of old times

Remember Funky Town

We made all the money

We fucking owned that town



Remember all those late-night movies?

Like the one at your house

The dance was gettin old

So we sat there quiet as a mouse



It was you, me and Rachael

Just the three of us

I remember the glance you gave me

When you knew how in love I was



So when this is said and over

And I have gone away

Will you still remember

Remember it all like it was yesterday



I hate to have to go now

But I'm just killing time

Back to packing even more now

But don't you worry...this isn't the last rhyme

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Moving in about 2 days and I am beginning to miss this place already.  I haven't even seen my friends in weeks...it's like I'm already gone and I hate it

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Lexie Peters's picture

It makes me sad, i'm not not even the one moving.
excellent, as per usual.

and i'm here for support, whenever you need it. or, even when you don't.