do you

the boy you see isn’t the boy you knew and some might even now call me a man it’s been eleven years since i’ve seen you last but my memories still burn bright like the desert sand when we went to school we were such the misfit pair and worked never stopped us at all well those days are long gone now and all that’s left is the echo in the hall DO YOU think of me now what we had surely cannot be forgotten easily well on these old familiar august nights i’m missing you cause i know you’re on the other side of the country do you remember when we had to make those books that were sure to boost our self-esteem you wrote in mine about the time i lost a dime in my pool and how you jumped in to save it well what i remember most shivering on that october day was how good it was to see you smile you had the warmest smile and remember when we had our first sleepover i woke up so scared it was so dark in your house and i wish i hadn’t cared i was so free then i just began to weep and when you woke up you just put your hand in mine and that’s the way we fell asleep the next morning when they found us they laughed as grown-ups do but sometimes i wish i still i had that hand to hold i still wish i had you