Under the falling sky
And talked about the old times.
She still had coal burning inside of her then.
You could feel it in her eyes that night.
As we sat on the porch
Overlooking the miles of nothing
That surrounded us
We remembered that summer
When we found ourselves.
We remembered when life was more than an
Hallucination
And we thought about all the things
We promised each other we would do
When we grew up...
When we got the courage to grow up.
That one summer was the begining
Of everything.
The manifestation of ourselves.
It was then that we were brought to life.
I remember when we ran off the dock at midnight
Just to see who could stand the freezing water better
And how our lips got purple
And we smiled the whole time
And nothing before
Or after that moment
Mattered at all.
I miss cliff diving at the lake with the water slides
The ones made out of rocks and moss.
I miss camp outs in Tasha's backyard
With boys.
I miss getting in trouble for not calling
Because we were too busy
Catching fireflies.
I miss evening boat rides
Where we would watch the rain
And scream everytime we thought
A tornado was coming.
Everything was beautiful then.
I miss the life I've dreamed about.
I miss the desire to live
But most of all
I miss you June
More than you could ever know.