sweet summer grass, delicate daydreams,
and the sticky! messy! joys that came with being fifteen.
with you, there was always too much to feel -
i wonder if you still think about me.
i still remember our walks by the seaside,
you once let me wear your lilac tee.
as the scent of your vanilla perfume filled the air,
i found myself lost in my own secret beam.
i wonder if you still think about me.
i wrote you a letter that i never let you read,
your necklace made me color all my hearts in green.
i look at you wandering in a rainbow painted field,
and i wonder if you still think about me.
now i miss the sun and i miss your light,
but also your eyes - what a dream!
i know i was only fifteen and there’s still so much to see,
but i do wonder:
do you ever think about me?
- Siya
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