I Wish I Could Be Twenty Something // Salt Wounds+Midnight Blues
And Maybe Things Would Have Worked out Alright

I wish I could be
twenty something
so I could
be the right
girl for you.
Twenty two;
the same age
and be the
white girlfriend
with the nose ring.
Tattoos
that she's had
since you both
graduated
in what feels like
2002.
I wish I could be
twenty something
and be that girl that
you're proud of.
That you always wanted
to by your side;
who's down for the ride,
chugging beers
and calling the shots
running away from
life
like twenty somethings do.
I could have been
your ride or die.
I was willing to
too.
But shit fell through
and landed
with fights
and fury.
Built up anger
and hatred.
We were careful
with every move
we made;
like a chess game.
Making sure
that both of our
egos
weren't sacrificed
or compromised
by each other.
I hate
how I gave my
soul to you
and you
didn't give a shit
in return.
But I'm still young.
I'm still stupid.
But I'm not
stupid enough
to stay with you.
I may not be 22,
but I know better
than to be with you.
About the Creator
Lauren Day
i surf. i travel. i take some photos here and there. i life alot.
i think. i write. i think some more.
then something cool happens where i write until my bones ache.
end of story.
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