That Summer Week

I met him a year ago I didn't know what to do then So I let him go He lived down the street from me I saw him every now and then Until I didn't see him anymore I thought about it for a while Then forgot Until one day when I saw him again One year later I then realized that I did love him From the day I met him We talked He loved me too He said he moved to Austin He was visiting his mom My heart broke That meant he had to leave She we spent every hour together that week He looked better than I remember Then Friday came He had to leave He told me he would come back Maybe Thanksgiving, maybe Christmas He never came He hasn't come yet I still look at his house to see if he's there He's not So I just think about that week It was the best week of my life.