And I Never Got Over You and Me

I missed the last few class reunions,
You’ve been to one, they’re all the same;
I shut my eyes and see those yearbook faces—
That silly heart you drew around my name.

Growing up for some means growing older—
I’ve traveled light, I’ve traveled far—
But out there on that lifetime highway
Sometimes you find exactly who you are:

And I never, never, never got over you and me.

‘Hate to see how you have changed, for God knows time 
Has left its lines on me.
Growing old but still I can’t outgrow remembering
What we said we’d be, you and me.

I’ve traveled continents and oceans, 
I’ve slept in palaces and cheap hotels,
I’ve danced with ladies of a foreign language,
But all I’ve really learned is what time tells:

And I never, never,  never got over you and me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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