You, who charmed my dad with self-effacing jokes
Sipping coffee like you were on a late night show
But then he watched me watch the front door
all night, willing you to come
And he said, "it's supposed to be fun...
Turning 21"
Time won't fly
It's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again
But I'm still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days
And nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things
And I walk home alone