On the twentieth of March

Nineteen ninety three

Lionel’s older sister said

I fall in love too easily

 

At my nineteenth summer’s end

Watching purple lights

All night long it proved me wrong

My one French kiss with Emily

 

In the new millenium

Somehow I survived

One procession of the sun

When twice I was cast aside

 

Rosie saved my life but now

Despite how I changed

What I’d give to relive

The day I nearly died

 

Looking back on girls I’ve loved

And what might have been

The day I came to understand

Was Ellie’s wedding day