Thinking back to years gone by,
there are loves I’ve left behind.
Most are just a memory,
some though, that will never be.
I do regret not much from then,
except for one, a guy I met,
he was my sister’s boyfriend, not mine.
But secretly, I thought he was fine!
Remembering back when I had to hold him,
he had no moves, I was teaching him to slow dance.
We weren’t romantical, it wasn’t like that,
in fact, back then, we didn’t even kiss.
We wanted to, and had we dated,
things may have gone that way, but I was dating his
best friend, and he was dating my sister.
He was just a friend.
Funny how your memories can take you back again.