Childhood Bestie

Miss Val

A deeply moving song, nostalgic grunge, indie rock, country rock tribute dedicated to a beloved frie

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I swear I hear you calling,Clear as yesterday,Before the seasons changed,Before you slipped away.

High school besties,Homecoming dresses on the floor, Slumber party secrets, whispered through your bedroom door.

Giggling past midnight till your mama came around, telling us to settle down, ‘Cause we were way too loud.

We'd hide beneath the blankets, fake snoring in the dark, holding our breath and praying she’d miss our little sparks.

And Little Willy dancing naked n the window late at night, a make-believe story that somehow survived time.

We were figuring out life, one small town at a time, Trading makeup and dreams, Leaving childhood behind.

Oh, best friend, The trails are so quiet without you today, You ran toward adventure, But somehow flew too far away.

They tell me you're gone,But the history runs deep, In every secret we promised, Every promise we keep.

Remember New Year's Eve, When the clock struck twelve? Our first taste of freedom, Just a couple of girls by ourselves.

Eyeballing cheap vodka, Pouring way too much, You made that squinty face, And nearly gave it up.

Another memory saved in the scrapbook of my mind, One more little treasure that the years can't leave behind.

Then packing up for camping, My parents driving for miles, Cold nights by the fire, Long days on the trails.

Playing by the riverside, Splashing in the mountain streams, Singing every favorite song, Chasing childhood dreams.

The smell of funnel cake and the carnival hum
Those long, hot summer fair nights where we used to run
Dirt on our boots under the neon glare
Two 4-H queens with dust in our hair
Sweat on our skin, laughing through the heavy heat
Cruising through the crowds, riding the Ferris wheel, memories so sweet

Never knowing someday those moments would be all that's left to feel.

Oh, best friend, The trails are so quiet without you today, You found a brand-new trail, Just farther than I can make my way.

They tell me you're gone, But I still hear your voice, Riding on the wind, In every memory and choice.

The music stopped playing, The lights faded too fast, But you'll always be part of every chapter from my past.

"Turn the radio up! They're playing my song!" I can still hear you shouting, Like it was yesterday.

You just found a new trail to go and check out.

Rest easy, My high school bestie.

Love always,

Me.

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I swear I hear you calling,Clear as yesterday,Before the seasons changed,Before you slipped away. High school besties,Homecoming dresses on the floor, Slumber party secrets, whispered through your bedroom door. Giggling past midnight till your mama came around, telling us to settle down, ‘Cause we were way too loud. We'd hide beneath the blankets, fake snoring in the dark, holding our breath and praying she’d miss our little sparks. And Little Willy dancing naked n the window late at night, a make-believe story that somehow survived time. We were figuring out life, one small town at a time, Trading makeup and dreams, Leaving childhood behind. Oh, best friend, The trails are so quiet without you today, You ran toward adventure, But somehow flew too far away. They tell me you're gone,But the history runs deep, In every secret we promised, Every promise we keep. Remember New Year's Eve, When the clock struck twelve? Our first taste of freedom, Just a couple of girls by ourselves. Eyeballing cheap vodka, Pouring way too much, You made that squinty face, And nearly gave it up. Another memory saved in the scrapbook of my mind, One more little treasure that the years can't leave behind. Then packing up for camping, My parents driving for miles, Cold nights by the fire, Long days on the trails. Playing by the riverside, Splashing in the mountain streams, Singing every favorite song, Chasing childhood dreams. The smell of funnel cake and the carnival hum Those long, hot summer fair nights where we used to run Dirt on our boots under the neon glare Two 4-H queens with dust in our hair Sweat on our skin, laughing through the heavy heat Cruising through the crowds, riding the Ferris wheel, memories so sweet Never knowing someday those moments would be all that's left to feel. Oh, best friend, The trails are so quiet without you today, You found a brand-new trail, Just farther than I can make my way. They tell me you're gone, But I still hear your voice, Riding on the wind, In every memory and choice. The music stopped playing, The lights faded too fast, But you'll always be part of every chapter from my past. "Turn the radio up! They're playing my song!" I can still hear you shouting, Like it was yesterday. You just found a new trail to go and check out. Rest easy, My high school bestie. Love always, Me.

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