There Is No Getting Past

there is no getting past...
the way that I felt
the heart that you left
the shadow that played
from all of those days
the black and white still
from when you were here

there is no getting past...
what was left in the rain
the stuff that remains
here deep inside
what I couldn't hide
when you drove away
that one summer day

there is no getting past...
a song left unsung
a dance left undone
the swish on the rim
that falters but goes in
there is no getting past
what does not last
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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