Gin

Zoe Turtura

Started out with a baby face
Blue eyes seem to be the catch
Brown has only gotten my attention once
But I haven’t gone back since then
Your picture was always my favorite
2013
Friendly waves and loose jeans
I was too afraid to explain the way I felt about you
But your eyes felt like a hole would burn when I stared at the image
of you
2015
There were mixed emotions and your new favorite color was green
But you were still kind and I was still shy
The excitement from seeing your humorous outlines
2017
Drinking and I waited for you by the swings
I always knew you were my teenage dream
But happiness all leads back to one thing
2019
You had completely changed
Long hair no more skateboards
And that girl you were with, I wanted to believe you weren’t only
bored
Your frame had dimmed its light
I guess you got lost in the sea
Looking back,
We really grew up
You went down the wrong path while I built my road up
Scarred with the way your eyes lit up
A familiar pain when I hear a place fly over
A specific mark when I see pink in the sky
There is nothing in my brain more memorable than that night
But I would do it again, waiting for you at those swings
2020
in the yearbook, your face is now missing