flash back
to those crisp
april mornings
with a chill
in the air
blue stars
on green t-shirts
and scrunchies
in hair

your brown
leather jacket
wrapped around me
so tight
you hold my hand
just like it
as we ride through
the night

we talk about
the past and
what's still
yet to come
swinging on
porchsteps
fly off with
a jump

longing goodbyes
i dash off
to my ride
and you count
all the minutes
till i'm back
at your side

striped white
and blue jackets
car rides
all alone
i blink my eyes
once and the
memory's gone