Remember that night beneath the stars
with a trampoline beneath us
and nothing between our lips?
Remember when we sat playing cards
where tension sat between us
but where we stood was unknown?
Remember when I kissed you good bye
then accidentally said that
and you soft brushed me away?
Remember how you were the first guy
that I ever wrote a poem about
and am writing about again?
Remember how I couldn’t get over you
even though we were over
and nothing really started?
I remember it all…
It’s just strange to think
those emotions didn’t last
when I thought I fell in
so deep that getting over it
seemed impossible.
And now that I’ve again seen you,
that face I was in young love with,
it’s almost like nothing
ever happened… and then
I think of the night
we first kissed again.