I\u2019m hearing a song about a moon out tonight
\nand a guy walking hand in hand with his girlfriend<\/p>\n
and I\u2019m remembering those days and how
\ngood they felt walking hand in hand with you<\/p>\n
and I\u2019m remembering how sweet your perfume smelled
\nand how good you felt in my arms<\/p>\n
but tonight I can\u2019t even see the moon
\nand don\u2019t remember much about you<\/p>\n
except that the moon hid behind the clouds
\nand wept when you cheated on me back in 62<\/p>\n
and now it\u2019s 2025 and I\u2019m old and wondering why
\nmy first love couldn\u2019t have been my last love<\/p>\n
instead of so many lesser loves that like you
\nare long gone now<\/p>\n
most by my own choice due to none of them
\nbeing as good as you were back then<\/p>\n
but that\u2019s love and life that some win in
\nand most lose in when it comes to lasting love<\/p>\n
so now I\u2019m thinking maybe none of it matters anyway
\nwhen the lid closes on my coffin at the end of the day<\/p>\n
and I won\u2019t remember you or care about lasting love
\nbecause my restless heart will be peacefully obliterated.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I\u2019m hearing a song about a moon out tonight and a guy walking hand in hand with his girlfriend and I\u2019m remembering those days and how good they felt walking hand in hand with you and I\u2019m remembering how sweet your perfume smelled and how good you felt in my arms but tonight I can\u2019t… Continue reading