Post 633: Valentine's Day Weekend (9/18/08)

Valentine’s Day Weekend (9/15/09 c, 9/18/08 w)

I know, I know maybe I should forget

But there is so much about you

So much still haunting me

Maybe someday I can find someone to take your place

Someone to give me heart to

Someone who won’t ever let it go

It started the same as any other day

When I told you I was going home

But you told you didn’t want to be, want to be alone

On Valentine’s Day

So then I got a ticket for you

Though I thought you would never follow through

Now we’re on the bus going to, going home to get my hair cut (and have my laundry done too)

Going home with you, the girl I love

So you met my mom and saw the place I stayed

You met my brother and sister too, damn I was so in love with you

I guess I envisioned a late night tryst, maybe something more substantial than a kiss

But that was never to be

Though you did talk to me

Wearing only your robe

You kissed me, and I wanted to explode

Then the morning came

Another trouble that I had to face

Your mother had come up to see you

She took us out to eat at the mall

You don’t know how hard it was to me to walk past the jewelry stalls

Though I struggled mightily, you see that is not my scene (it was not something I was used to)

She didn’t exactly like me

Now the weekend is over and we’re going back to the dorm

You kiss me on the bus, I think it was the front seat with darkness surrounding you and me

Now we’re back in the dorm, both emotionally spent

You fall asleep in my arms, lying on my bed

It is all I can do to keep from popping the question on you

But now all that remains are memories

Memories of the one who got away

Memories of the only one I’ve always wanted to stay