Let's 'F' this city up

I remember cold nights spent staring out at the city before us. Well, a crap-hole city.

But Goddamn it was ours to behold!

I remember lying on the roof watching the clouds go by, your fingertips lightly playing with the ends of my hair.

And every time you grazed my earlobe, I felt a bolt of lightning.

I remember red wine, tequila, and those stupid socks you insisted upon wearing with sandals and shorts.

You looked like the most handsome idiot in the world, somehow making that look work.

I remember so many amazing memories of the way you laughed, spoke,

and joked around with no shame in yourself or your actions.

But most of all, I remember wishing I was a little bit older so I could love you with more than a child’s heart.

So, I could offer you more than the nothing I gave.

We were fools to think that it was ever going to last.

Because through all those amazing memories.

It’s the shitty ones that really stick in my mind.