moonlight conversation

i had a nice little chat with you in your car parked out on my driveway
and it brought me back to the old days the good days those days of us
you've been in my life for eleven going on twelve years
that's half my life and half of yours too
it's crazy it's amazing it's half my life shared with you
i got to thinking about us
talking and whispering and laughing and surprising each other
with news and throw backs to high school and elementary school
and old crushes and new crushes
and oh my!s and rolling eyes

and all the ways we're two and one all together
there's a lot of history between us
a lot of memories and laughs and inside jokes
a lot of unspoken truths and well kept secrets
and looks that say more than words ever could or can or do
i've learned about myself through you
and i've learned little bits more of you
along the way
and i know that there's been good times and great times and amazing times
and not so good times and bad times and sad times and what the hell times
but i don't think i'd trade them
because they've got us this far
and i'm sure they'll take us much further
things have changed
it's not all bus rides and car rides and hay rides
it's msn convos and late night chats served with coffee
it's not all secrets and note passing and shopping
it's e-mails and details from days weeks months that have passed

things have changed
but so have i and so have you
and the change was rough for a bit there
i think we both knew but didn't want to say
misunderstandings and hurt feelings and the scare of it being the end
of the end of the end of the end of the end
but really it was just an adjustment a bump in the road if you will
(darn those bumps in the road)
and i think we both shared the feeling
and let too many days pass without saying what was on our minds and in our hearts
because neither one of us wanted to admit that something was slightly off beat
that the rhythm the two of us used to jive to had changed
and we both had two left feet
but last night in your car catching up on old news
and trying to sort out the new news
i found myself moving to a rhythm along with you
and as i made my way back to my old bed
i smiled at the thought of you back then
and i smiled at the thought of you now
and i smiled at the thought of us
years and years and years down the line

rocking on that old wooden porch we always talk about
reminiscing memories and moments shared
laughing and crying together on that old wooden porch
filling the cracks with tear stained laughter
and jiving to the steady rhythm of two rocking chairs
that always knew they'd be right there
waiting for us to come sit down
and have another moonlight conversation