Saturday, June 20, 2020

Taylor Preston


I fell in love with Taylor Preston in seventh grade
I met her at a baseball game in '93
Our sisters were in Little League, on the same team
We'd run off to the playground just across the street
I always dreamed of kissing her underneath the twisting slide
Comb my fingers through her ember-reddened hair
Guide my hand between her thighs, her burning flame
Forever entwined in a frozen frame of endless time

Three weeks later, she'd fall out of a tree
She wouldn't walk again until next February
In less than a year, she had forgotten all about me
And moved on to some other guy that I could never be

I fell in love with Taylor Preston in seventh grade
I would have been her anything, had she asked me
Still to this day, I see her there inside my mind
Waiting for me underneath the twisting slide
I dream that I am kissing her, like she was mine
But life and love are funny things when you lose time
I've given you a thousand years worth of regrets
For this girl I met in seventh grade I can't forget

Three weeks later, she'd fall out of a tree
She wouldn't walk again until next February
In less than a year, she had forgotten all about me
And moved on to some other guy that I could never be
Twenty years later, she still lives in my dreams
And I'm 12 years old, underneath that dreaded tree
Hoping that I'll catch her, so we can finally see
If we were ever meant to be more than momentary

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