The new day has begun:
Sugar we’re goin’ down, swingin’
In the park, for hours a day
And the sickness from staring at the sky
Staring at the sun in different angles
Melts away from our minds
And I miss you when you’re away
But the lunch dates symbolize memories
So will you please remember me?
Don’t go off to some other Olive Garden
Leaving me alone with Italian food is tragic
All the times you have come over
We have always managed to chatter on
Toast, fingers, squares, marriage, toasters
And then when we have something new to say
Time pulls us apart and you must leave
Today the moon reminded me of you
But why can’t you look back at me from the sky?
Do you remember how we look at each another?
That long stare into the eyes, into the soul,
Until my mom comes and pushes us apart
Screaming, “Kissing is disgusting!” And we laugh.
Because she doesn’t kiss my dad: he kisses her.
