And now we're back here again
after 5 months
light hair and
green eyes
never really left my mind
a whole weekend spent
repairing what was lost before
what we can't get back but
we can try

And you're not James Dean
no matter how many times
you try to get me to admit it.
But at midnight
you held me like Jim Stark anyway.

I'm glad I went to see you
so I know
you can still kiss me in the same way