By scqueen
Date: 31 October 2000
Old Haunts
for thirty years I called you home
now I'm a stranger to this town
driving in, I notice how small it seems
even the trees close me in
my mother chatters all the way from the airport
she doesn't realize that I don't share her excitement
we pass the cemetery and she doesn't bat an eye
i'd like to stop and say hello (or goodbye)
to a guy I loved in junior high
but we keep driving
she's pointing out a new restaurant
but my eye catches an old apartment
where I lost my virginity
to the man of my dreams
he's gone too -
moved away and got in some trouble
we had a memorial but it wasn't the same
she proudly shows me where i lived last
but the bulbs are brown and the trees are past
their peak
look, there's the bar where i met you a few times
you told me i "looked edible" - your best line
i helped you move to another state, another job, another life
you called me once and said you missed me
she asks if i'll come back for the holidays this year
and doesn't understand when i tell her there's nothing left...
here
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