Five and destructive, as far back as I can remember,
I ran and I climbed where we used to play.
In the summer together to my birthday in December,
Only now do I see the affectionate display,
We play so innocently but with a shine and gleam,
While our parents worked hard to give us the best.
I say farther back, intentions, I can’t deem,
While we play in the basement, the weight on my chest.
I’m chased and I run from your sister and you,
I loose you for a second, exhausted, I lay down on the bed.
I close my eyes and I wonder, why I am put through?
Then you sneak up and give me my first kiss, on the head.
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