Before we were stripped of our innocence

I miss hanging by Laguna's pool, lying by the pool watching you be a brother to a young man. and how i'd just jump up onto your back to steal some attention. i love lying on the chair beside your mom, getting a tan and catching you steal glances at me. i love those glances, they let me know that i matter.

I love going back to your place, all burnt but happy. all tired but know that im safe in your embrace. i fall asleep knowing that your face is the first thing i'd see when i awake. i love the smell of your pillow, it smells like you.

Your arms are mine, everything about you is only meant for me. you really love me. and time will be the best test to that.

Do we still hold the same beliefs to make things work, or have we been stripped of our innocence?

I love love love love you an awful awful lot, babyyy babyyyy.