It starts off slow but it’s gaining fast,
Catching up with the distant past,
Things won’t ever really be the same.Two old friends have finally met,
They never had they both regret,
They call a draw and start another game.In the darkness of your porch,
I see so clearly by the torch,
That hangs upon my lips like your new name.And now I know I never knew,
The feeling that I have for you,
I thought I did but you make that seem tame.-Matt Meade
Matt Meade
And miles to go before I sleep…
In retrospect I can clearly say, don’t get involved with a friend when you are both on the rebound. You can lose that friend forever.