Hanging Paintings In The Rain To Watch Perfection Hit The Floor

In case you forgot, the roller coaster was our fix. Cotton candy catastrophe. Ice cream crushes. Making our way through smoke filled paths. Winning stuffed fish for no reason at all.

Let's go to the beach and bury our hands together. Write messages in the sand to read before they wash away. This should always be us.

Laying around all day, watching fireworks in the reflection of your green eyes at night. One last ride before closing time. Lets get stuck on top so we can watch the park lights slowly burn out one by one like the years we've watched go by. An instant classic.

Walking away. Your hand in mine. No certain direction but to follow the stars. Let's aim for the brightest. I'll show you the one I named from your bedroom window. Our backs against the pavement. We certainly own the sky.