It all seems like a dream now,
you finding me, all these years later,
trying to pull back the years from yesterday.
I let you in, I closed my eyes and jumped.
All the years in-between vanished.
It was just you and me in that moment,
skin against skin, hearts beating, raging, stopping.
breathing, tasting, rushing.
Breathless memories crashing, youth returning.
Falling in love with each other or just the past?
Never really truly knowing.
And the struggle between the reality and the fantasy,
well it never let us hang on tight enough.
You slipped away just as quickly as you appeared,
beyond all of my values and morals and what people might say.
I allowed you in.
Maybe because I still loved you.
Maybe because I hated you so much for hurting me
that I wanted you to know what you lost,
What you could have had,
What you didn’t fight for all those years ago,
And maybe it was a little of both
Maybe it is just nice to know now that there is someone out there…
someone wanting me,
that believes that I was the one that got away.