Just lay back and Remember...

I remember eating fish for the first time. 

I remember having my heart broken. 

I remember when I first learned to tie my shoes. I was wearing pink sneakers. My grandma taught me. 

I remember never saying sorry to my friends. I'm so sorry now. 

I remember almost kissing someone. 

I remember pulling out my teeth to beat my cousin. 

I remember all the summers going to Canada for family trips. 

I remember. 

I remember chopping off my hair. 

I remember being called a boy by a teacher. My hair through her off. 

I remember being recognized for doing something good. I received a sticker. 

I remember I used to be good at writing. 

I remember the AP test that I have been studying for.

I remember the smell of my grandma's homemade bread. 

I remember my grandparents awkward tension.

I remember most of the lyrics to random songs. 

I remember why crowds scare me.

I remember seeing my sister grow up.

I remember losing friends over crappy situations.

I remember falling in love... again.. and... again. 

I remember eating homemade coconut cream pie. I can still taste it even now.

I remember falling off my purple bike. 

I remember playing in the mud. 

I remember the four square game I used to play in elementary school.

I remember watching three state championships for basketball. 

I remember working for money. 

I remember applying for college. 

I remember loving to dance.

I remember not caring about what others thought of me.

I remember getting good grades.

I remember saying the pledge everyday. 

I remember winning a reflections contest. I was in 1st grade. 

I remember not having friends. It was lonely. 

I remember trusting people I shouldn't have. 

I remember listening to music when I was sad.

I remember staying up late.

I remember painting my nails twice a week.

I remember waking my parents after curfew.

I remember saying I'm sorry. 

I remember wanting to run away. 

I remember singing so loud that all my problems seemed to melt away.

I remember praying really hard.

I remember what it felt like to love and be loved.