Sometimes I miss college
Those old bar floors stucking against
Our ankle boots with zippers
The crowded girls' room
Of the bar your boyfriend tended
Upstairs on New Years' Eve
And sometimes I miss the Sunday morning drive-thru fast food
And sometimes I miss elbows pressed against our bathroom mirrors
You're still here every day, even when you're hours away
I hope you know
I hope you know
Sometimes I think of
The blue old couch our old stoned friends
Would lose themselves in
The busted out railing
On our back porch
We'd let the drunks climb in
And sometimes I miss falling down on downtown benches at 4am
And sometimes I miss the smokey basement of the bar we'd pass out at
You're still here every day, even when you're hours away
I hope you know
I hope you know
The one best friend without shared blood, but family stil the same
You had my back, my booze, my hand, on every drunken night
In that crowd, I had your side, something like a family
I hope you know
I Hope you know
I always miss you
I hope you know
I hope you know
I still miss you <3
2 comments:
Which smokey basement did you pass out in?
My roommate & I's favorite bar had a basement part that you could smoke hookahs in.
Post a Comment