Thomas J. Dooley

17 YEARS

17 years since I last saw you

I wonder did you lose me or did I lose you

Ever since that day, I made that move

 

I wonder what you would look like next to me

What would I look like next to you?

Often felt like a fool alone with you

 

I wonder what it would be like to belong to you

Would it make me a boy or a man?

You take those chances that I can’t

 

17 years since you last saw me

I wonder did I lose you or did you lose me

Ever since that day, I gave up those dreams

 

I left searching for a new life and you come to mind

Pictures inside telling stories of many lies

Too much pride to put you out of my life

 

I heard you had a new plan in life

You want to be a pretty man’s girlfriend

That is not being a wife

 

17 years since I touched you

I wonder did you want to kiss me did I want to kiss you

Will your lips ever go cool?

 

I wonder about the woman you are

As I dream of the woman you would be with me

What would you look like when you lose your breath when we connect?

 

I wonder did I love you or just desired you

Secrets you had of me were they just curious dreams

That would never be more than a dream

 

17 years since we were friends

I wonder did the distance change that

What is the chance we meet again in this cycle of life?

 

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016