Grad Dress

Grad Dress
Written by Dalia Harder

Seeing you again brings back all those memories
All of the stress
I look in your eyes and I seem
I seem to forget all the pain and only see the good

Like at the bonfire playing with your hair
Or on the ferris wheel we were the only two there
All these memories i thought were dead and gone
I just graduated and it all felt wrong
I was still holding out hope i guess
That you would see me in my grad dress

Oh that week at camp
playing bump and trying to hold my hand
That two year gap i thought it'd be fine but you had
You had other plans
I clung to the memories like they owned me
Oh i let them haunt me

At the concert drawing on your hand
Or at the river fighting in the sand
All these memories swirling round my head
All of the pleasantries all the things you said
There i was still holding out hope i guess
That you would see me in my grad dress
Feeling like a damsel in distress
Hoping you'd see me in my grad dress

You meant so much to me and to you i meant so much less
Now i want to think just of the good times
Forget all the rest

Like how you'd talk about her when we were on the phone
How you'd call me young when we were alone
All those nights when i cried myself to sleep
I don't know if you know how you ruined me
Big red flags and empty promises that you would see me in my grad dress
That's my bad for believing when you said that you would see me in my grad dress