Old Driveway Poem by Bryan Lunsford

It's that song you used to always play-
Playing, softly, under our words in your old driveway,

I knew you were hurt, and I didn't know what to say,
Though, I vowed I was going to love you the right way,

Time goes by, but some things never change,
As it never mattered, where you were was my favorite place,

You were perfect for me, and I wish you would've stayed,
Though you moved back home-over a thousand miles away,

It may hurt, and this pain might never go away,
Though, I listen to that song, softly, on replay-

Replaying alone, as with this night that's gone astray,
I cry, here, parked in your old driveway