A/N: a quick, no-edits-allowed five-minutes-only poem; rough around the edges to say the least

I miss the summer days of years long gone

Hiding from the sun under tree's canopies

I miss when freckles made me cute

I miss when every breath felt like a breeze

But now here we stand

Taller than before

And I'm not sure I know who you are anymore

Our wild strawberry-picking days are over

Now that we're older

I wish that I could turn back the time

To when happy and carefree

Were just normal emotions for me

Do you feel it too

The longing to skip and dance and sing like we used to

Because I sure do

Tell me who you are

And about where you've been

I hope we can get it together again

I hope we're not lost already

I hope we'll see another sunny day