7th grade I heard this central middle school devil's lake n.d.

Totally

Please don’t let anyone else 
take you home 
Oh Lord, how I miss those 
chats with your mum 

You all made me feel like
it was worth being alive
All afternoons getting dizzy and high 

All the debts didn’t matter
With your eyes looking at me,
I wish my children someday
could inherit what I see

This is all a mix up but 
I really miss your mum

I will leave such an imprint on your heart 
that anyone you entertain after me 
will have to know me to understand 
hat you think

Please don’t take anyone else home
I still live there around every stuff
that you didn’t throw

It’s becoming harder to
write this
It’s becoming harder to 
remember how you sound
I was supposed to let it go

But still trying to find a way
to make you find this someday
I know how to separate things 
but you saved me so many times
on that bridge 

Thanks for smoking with me
that afternoon on the balcony
I couldn’t even feel my feet
Will you come back to light
the fire in me?

Lord, I really miss your mum

And I try to recall the smell of your clothes
But I’ve learned to breathe in
rooms without you…

I wonder if she keeps my seat,
At the table where our lives used to meet
I wonder if her garden grows,
The one she loved more than she showed

I hope she’s not disappointed in me
nor burdened by my crimes
tell her I’ll always answer her calls

I wonder if she knows I still care,
Even if I’m no longer there.
If I ever come back,
I pray she’s still somewhere around.

I hope she forgives the space I made,
For paths we walked and roles we played.
If I come back, I’ll make it known,
We’re family, no matter how we’ve grown…

Your Love

The Outfield

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