I remember all those summer nights,
when i would drive to your house and wait outside
while you'd climb out your window.
and then we'd drive for hours.
i'm drowning in this ocean.
i'm sinking in the sand.
i'm going on this devotion
and i am dying in this warm july.
when we'd go down by the boardwalk
and we'd walk,
for hours arm in arm.
and we'd sit down by the water
as the sun rose with every disappearing star.