Those Old Songs

I am trying to learn to love those songs when you aren't singing them to me.

"Peaches in the summer
Apples in the fall
If I can't have you all the time
I won't have none at all"*

I can't listen.
Was going to put it on a cd
for someone else
Threw the whole thing off,
so I didn't.

And I am trying to decide if taking other people on our date is ethical.
Snow falling.
Short drive over mountain road.
Pancakes and Bacon
Coffee
Keep it coming
Stopping for water.
Fill tin bottles.

Have you already taken her there?

I am trying to figure out how to listen to those old songs?
The ones we danced to in our living room.
Old 45's scratching through.

I am trying to understand how I could ever go back there?
It's your place too.
"I know this bar..."**
But it isn't.
I first heard that song with you.

I am trying to decide where it went so wrong?
You couldn't function,
making it so I can't function now.
You said maybe it would be you someday.
Our paths separated.
I never noticed.

Wound so soon with someone new.
Wounded so soon with someone new.

*The lovely words of Gillian Welch
**Ani DiFranco