Nostalgia.

I wish I could set sail to the sky

and fly back to the times when you and I

were all smiles an R&B.

Back before you knew you and I knew me.

Time broke us up,

now I'm nostalgic as fuck.

I don't ask for much

just the feeling of your touch.

Not the present one,

the one from 07'

when love overwhelmed us.

Sitting in you basement for hours

doing nothing, content with each other.

Burst your cherry back before we wore Sperrys

only thing we carried was our hearts.

We were married by a bond that was strong

teenage love I thought would never go wrong.

Little did I know

the credits to the show

were closer than I thought

and every time we fought

was for nothing at all.

I think back but I can't get pass

all the bickering and screams

and tears, our broken dreams

were shattered. Now our love is scattered

over a guitar and drum.

This is not a drill call 911.