sometimes when the room becomes dull and ignorant of noise.

i sink into my memory and try to pull out dusted smiles and joyful laughs.

Try to find the images and the videos a computer virus smashed away

God, i miss those times.

times were i was called beautiful.

Where i never dared miss a day of school.

days where i was still stuck in a state of normalcy.

i miss being apart of something. Even if it was wrong.

God, I miss those times.

Ha. Remember that time we walked a mile and found a couple of nervous smiles on an unfamiliar block?

Remember when we would think up our 16th celebration when we were barely even 12?

Maybe if you don't. you must remember the laughs we shared.

The birth names we held common.

Remember me.

Remember our conversations in that same McDonald's waiting for hours on absolutely nothing and being content in the most simple way.

We could go on forever....

Remember me?

God i miss you.

Things were never perfect and they were never horrible.But in that mess of patterns and youth you could find me.

I was apart of it.

I was sweet and ignorant of the things i think of today.

Shit, i was happy.

would've been Elated if i could go back just for one second.

Step on those linoleum tiles,pass that coffee shop with the rude guy, laugh with people i couldn't imagine leaving. Have a crush waiting on the second floor. My best friend. Me.

God, i miss those times.