Reunion

In a different world it used to be only you and only me.
But it's not the past that haunts me so - it's that I let you go.

When we were kids you lived next door; your hair was yellow-gold then.
I'd stand outside your kitchen door and struggle to be bold then.
We'd share my Coke and your penny candies, all clutched in sticky fingers.
Those simple pleasures came in handy; then so young and so naive - with you I shared my world.

The innocence we shared together would grow into devotion.
When our innocence we lost together, it would toy with our emotions.
So we grew apart by graduation, though not so unexpected.
Our love, or just infatuation, has kept us close even though we struggled to break free.

And all those years I spent in longing, were your years the same?
All the fear of not belonging. I just wanted one more chance to dance with you.

In a different world it used to be only you and only me.
But it's not the past that haunts me so - it's that I let you go.

Though time has seen us both endure misfortune and disfavor.
Our family lives and so much more - with nothing left to savor.
Your photographs, a different scene than what your eye confesses.
The simple truth, you can't redeem, has brought us here and once again I struggle to be bold.

Past reunions notwithstanding, this feels so right to me.
I have to ask before I leave now, can I have just one more chance to dance with you?

In a different world it used to be only you and only me.
But it's not the past that haunts me so - it's that I let you go.