Sweat drips and fills your eyes, the ground is still but feels alive
This is what we’ve been waiting for
A giant roar fills your head, then a wave of silence knocks it dead
Flashbacks to you as a kid.
Summer skies drift above. Ice cream melts onto your glove.
No loneliness, just innocence. The world so big and you so small
Deep breath check your grip, the time has come to let it rip
The air is tense and thick
Closed eyes you were scared to look and they will right it in their books
Right when he screams strike three.
Hold her up and kiss her head, and see the look that you once had.