sixteen Elena Aco.sta
I
don't want to go back
To being sixteen. It was so overrated. Like your ugly skater jeans.
Those days when I pined And longed for your affection
Have long
since been cured
Like a stubborn infection.
Those nights when I barely remember.
As fresh in mind As when we met
1
cried
that
September.
remember your smile Or the way you made me laugh. I don't remember your jokes Or the times we cut class. I
don't
Maybe do remember I
must confess. How pitiful was
I
1
The day you
left.
But time has healed.
My heart can now breathe. There's no
To being
way
I
would go back
sixteen.
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