Remember that first middle school “relationship” you had? The awkwardness? The drama? First delve into an incredibly complex concept, relationships, lacking the frontal cortex to even begin to fathom understanding them. Hell, at 42 I’m still figuring them out.
This song brings me back to those days.
Now you ask to hold my hand, and back then there was no buts, and I thought you would understand, that anyone can mess up, hey, hey, are you listening?, hey, hey, we’re gonna crash and burn, hey, hey, maybe I won’t care, hey, I’ll stop whispering, I’ll stop whispering”
Remember that you as you read this. Be kind to them! They probably took a lot of shit for you! Be grateful for them for getting through everything that got thrown at them back then. Whether we thrived or just merely survived, there’s merit and gratitude to be had.
I’m grateful for middle school you. Whoever they were.
Be good, do good.
everything, etc. 