you, me, and
a house in a tree.
The little brown house
with little brown walls.

Remember what you said…
wait, what did you say?
i cant remember…
but it was in that house

the scribbles on thE walls,
there still there.
telling our secrets.
what were they?

that housE, those walls
hold our memories.
but why…
why cant i?

do you remember?
wHat we said?
when we meat?
i dont.

all i knOw is
we were five
skating around
and talking.

bUt what was said?
it must have been good.
cus now its ten years later,
and i Still love you.

you, me, and
a house in a tree.
the littlE brown house
with little brown walls.

lilly mandrell

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