"Something true or i walk-...just ONE good thing."Now you're five again,fidgeting in youryellow summer dressa size too bigbarefoot in a puddleof one put-downtoo manyThis is just how we fell in lovebut with roles reversed"I wasn't saying-""No, Lucy, you're delaying,"slaying my manhoodwith your jaded sensibilities,"... say itjust one good thing...please!.."You're 14 years olddesperate and defiantlonging to be the boyyour father wished forbut constantly hauntedby your budding breaststhat arrest youin a world without justice"Lucy!.."You stare at me21 and bewilderedthe youthful roundnessstarting to sharpen outinto crow's feetbefore meas the gravity ofmy demolition solidifiesin your eyesThis is just how we fell in love