Twelve;

we came/ we saw/ we loved/ we left
this was the year of growth.
spread your roots/ sprout towards the stars
the imagery of what has transpired
lightning sparks
nostalgia waves
so many moons, so many songs in the night;
driving in cars with boys
sing me sweetly, swing me deeply
the rain is falling and I will do nothing to stop
the drops on my lashes from drowning me.
i reach my hand out
& i realize it'll only ever meet my own.
this was the year of growth.
and my, how we've grown. 

Forever Dancing With The Devil;

it's been a while.
shy smiles & reminisces. but maybe not so shy anymore.
i think we've all grown up a little more than we thought we would need to, a little faster than we'd imagined we would.
but it's been fun, hasn't it? look me in the eye and tell me this wasn't the year of your life.
weren't they all?
maybe i'm thinking too much. maybe i'm not thinking enough.
we'll be just fine, we'll be just fine, we'll be just fine...i know we will. i just know we will.
it's me before you, but you're standing before me.
we're on the edge, and the adrenaline is coursing.
you step back & i soar;
i guess all i needed was a little nudge to fly.

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