I left my home on a wednesday afternoon
the clouds started crying around 3:42
they missed you

my mom always warned me about the drugs in the street
but never about the light blue eyes with a heartbeat

it was love and it was lust and it was 16
it was preteen
it was drama queens and phone screens and everything in between

it was young love
kind of,
sort of,
true love?

it was you
and me
the stars

and the scars

it was april
and it was painful

and i miss you, reminisce you,

love you,

still