At the Time

She’s gone No… she hasn’t died But many years ago We went our separate ways And like the fool that I am At the time I thought it best But that was in my youth It was a time When so many choices Were available to me When the road could take me Anywhere! And no She wasn’t my only lover I knew many over the years Some I deeply cared for But there was never Anyone I ever met Whose love that I felt Was as deep as hers Now I am old Much too old to start again These days My mind goes through the years Carefully looking at All the lovers that I knew Realizing what a fool I had been These days it’s easy You see Hind sight is twenty, twenty And in my minds eye There we are Going our separate ways And like the fool that I was At the time I thought it best