I was just 17. We snuck out and went to the parkway to party and hang out. Drinking wine coolers and Milwaukees Beast listening to the Allman Brothers and Marshall Tucker and the Dead. We would play under the stars all night and slip home in the morning hoping not to get caught. Our parents were not stupid. I was the youngest. He asked me on a real date. Maybe the first time I had someone really ask me out. He took me to dinner in my pretty pink cotton dress and a big pink hair bow is in my hair. He made me feel pretty. And though it didnt turn into a relationship we were friends. For life. And we knew it. And then time moved fast. I was barely 21. I had an apartment I couldnt afford. A fondness for tequila and zero responsibilities. I was shy. I had no self esteem. He was always there making me smile. My frog. Big eyes and goofy grin and whatever I needed he did his best to help. When this song was released he played it over and over again. I can see him leaning on the big entertainment center in my living room at Ruxton hitting rewind on the cassette player over and over again. Singing along and swaying to the time of the music as he took long drags off the Marlboro. I have the dragon he gave me One time telling me that I should take this and keep it because he didnt want anything to happen to it when he got angry as he sometimes did smashing things. I didnt know all the issues he had. I was too young to understand. I saw him a couple of years ago and I was so happy. I invited him to see my home. I missed him and told him that. I wish I could go back in time and relive some of it. Change other parts of it. And just have one more chance to hug him. youtu.be/2Ru1M6dY0cY
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 11:10:13 +0000
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