I wish we could go back to when things were easy.
When it was just us two.
When we were happy.
When we could be rude.
When we were selfish.
When we could still talk.
When there were no boundaries.
When we didn’t hide.
What’s going on inside.
When life didn’t make us sway.
I don’t want it this way.
I want no holds barred.
I want there to be no scars.
This fact, from me, you don’t have to pry
This is life – I wish or I want
Doesn’t really apply.
