In Memory of Memories - untitled

i remember that one time
i pretended to get lost
- stayed lost - just to get back
at you and the others

who’d conspired to
lose me in that maze of flats
so i’d start crying or something
(it was such a juvenile prank)

and to this day
i still can’t believe
you actually fell for it
and ran around looking for me

and how you never got mad
when i eventually
let you ‘find’ me
and you’d even laughed about it

paybacks are such a bitch, aren’t they?

so now i am running all around
looking for you
hoping to find you
wondering when you’d let me

so when you finally would
let me find you
i promise
i wouldn’t be mad either