1998

No, I never had a name
to write on all my notebooks
I never carved a heart into a tree
And I drove a Buick then
It had a big back seat
I never used it

And I never wrote you poems that rhymed so horribly
I only wrote the artsy, college kind
I hope you didn't mind

Now I'm all these miles away
Now I'm all these years too late
Oh, I wish that I had met you
back in 1998

And I was never late to class
'cause I couldn't let you go
You would've been the hoe that I put before my bros
And I never got to teach you how to skateboard
back when I was still really good
Don't forget to push with your back foot

Though I've had a lot of lovers after you
somehow you can haunt me almost anywhere
and I don't care

Now I'm all these miles away
Now I'm all these years too late
Oh, I wish that I had met you
back in 1998