That Old Flame ?

Too many moons has waxed and waned amidst sad broken memories of mascara tears stained
Just a snip of a girl going to school
living for the weekends and loving like a fool
Oh how I adored that old flame
I guess the hugging and kissing was to blame
At the end of the dance he would walk me home 
Our sweet talking romance 
My lover’s poem

The first cut is the deepest
Of that I have no doubt
Yet this innocent fling was forty five years ago
So what was that all about ?
Well I loved this lad if you see what I mean
When I was in his arms I felt like I was his queen
But I was blinded by courtship confusion caught up in a character with a romantic illusion

Tho the timelessness of happenstance has passed us both by feelings for that old flame will be with me until the day I die
We both parted and went our seperate ways but shattered splinters still hurt my heart from those bygone days
Strangely enough we pass each other now and then and that is great as we smile and wave wondering of our fate
What would my life be like if we had stayed together ?
Could that old flame have been my happy ever after ?