Remember the music?

Light clothes and your hands

On my hips?

Remember the dancing?

Your slick shoes scuff-scuff-

Scuffing and the skirt of my dress

Twirling higher and higher

Above my kneeā€¦

The dance marathons and the

Fifty dollars we won and spent on

Milkshakes at the diner?

I remember us holding each other up,

And how good it felt to have

Someone as dependent on me, as I

Was on them.

I'd hoped we'd never forget.


I knew I'd never forget;

But worried you'd never remember

How beautiful June was,

Once September returned again.

A/N: I had free time in chemistry today and kinda forced myself to write. I'm iffy about this piece. I really don't think it's any good. x