hey, remember when...

We went out into the night
Two bottles of wine
And a starry sky
We were trying to forget about a sadness
That had plagued us for days
Our motto
“If it’s still there in the morning
We didn’t try hard enough”

As the night progressed
And we watched the constellations
Bleed over into different sides of the sky
We questioned if we brought enough
Of the juice.
I turned to the grass and whispered
“Whatever it is you’re trying to do
I’m not having it.” And stood up.

“I never liked the taste of this red.”
“I never liked your cynicism.”
We argued like it was us we were trying to forget,
No sooner had we remembered
We were our own saviors and what comes of this will be
In the morning we hoped to feel the dew
We did.
“This has to be the largest moon I’ve ever seen.”

We climbed a tree as most boys do
And what we saw from there we counted
If it didn’t fit in our pockets, it was counted and remembered.
We passed the wine as our stories dwindled into
“Hey, remember when?”
Not the finest of memories we recollected
But it had to be said.
The language started forming into
What we had hoped would have come of a night alone
And two bottles of wine

The phrase that sold us
On the fact that we made right
Was muttered from a tree branch
As we looked across the pond we stumbled on
With the frogs barking, and the lone wind flowing about our hair
“What was the reason we came all the way out here?”