Crush

Young in summer, Admiring you from afar, Knowing I had no chance, But dreaming none-the-less, To catch your glance. Never having, Was easier than losing, Wanting is more kind, than Longing, for what, can never be again. A little older in summer again, You caught a ride home, We were in the backseat, Why pick us to ride with Could it be, me? Never having, Was easier than losing, Wanting is more kind, than Longing, for what, can never be again. Now it’s Fall, of the same year, Homecoming, walking off the field, The next two years together, Your kiss would yield. Never having, Was easier than losing, Wanting is more kind, than Longing, for what, can never be again. 30 summers later, We haven’t talked in years, The way I left, emptiness and tears, I’ve gained closure through dreams, I won’t get it any other way, it seems. Never having, Was easier than losing, Wanting is more kind, than Longing, for what, can never be again. JEV