Four Stories

When you came into my new room
I thought that you'd be leaving soon
But you never did
Do you remember that day
When you came up the secret way
And wanted to be bad?
I cut slow as time would let me
You showed me Beardsley and Botticelli
They never looked so good

You said
You can take my time
And I will give yours back to you
I'm wonderstruck
And hung up on a dream

Borrowed my pen so you could touch my skin
I never wanted to leave then
So I bandaged you up
I escaped and signed the waiver
You told me I'd never been braver
And you would follow me
We moved into your new room
I never thought that you would leave so soon
Later that proves wrong

At the big tree for a walk
I couldn't even talk to you
So I checked out some books
I missed my very best friend
Going there and back again
When my phone finally rang

You can take my time
And I will give yours back to you
Another chance
Where everything sad comes untrue

We made it back to Chestnut Street
Where you remembered you were in love with me
But something held you back
Although the time is different now
I know we can get there somehow
If soulmates can be real

I say
You can take my time
I'll give yours back to you
You're something else
And who's to say
I'm wrong