old wounds can open so easily
if you let them
as the feelings come rushing back
I realize that boy is a man now
able to put things into perspective
see things as they are
why was I so ready for love
all those years ago
and now I'm not so sure
when I should let go
get swept away
sometimes I miss that love fool
one who didn't give a flying fuck
if his actions appeared desperate
guess as a twenty something
one so passionate
could really freak a guy out
or piss a guy off
everything was in turmoil
my desire seemed to smooth things out
you know I too
wonder if it passed me by
but it was you
I passed by
not all men are blind
and equally certain is
fateful days like the two
I fell head over heels in love
man oh man
are they few and far between


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