Last Minute

Here is the dollar i owe you
from the time we drove what
seemed to be a thousand miles
to get a candy bar
that we could have got down the street

Right now I'm rifling through my things
trying to fit everything into
a skin deep blue plastic chest
i find it funny how
the only things I'm allowed to bring
are those i wouldn't mind leaving behind

and all the things i wish could come with me
cant make it there at all

Like the time we found something so silly
as a damn orange cone
and the time you called an asshole driver a mango
or that first kiss under that streetlight
that feels like last night
except it was a year ago

its sad to know that everything i've know
is needed less than the price of my clothes
that ive been trying to sort out
like the memories in my head
Like the time we talked in 'dudes' for
an hour to everyone's dismay

and the one that got away came back to stay
yeah i'm leaving you too

so hopefully what i find
is worth more time than i'm spending
on packing these crazy little things
that I'll grow out off
and hopefully the Portland sunset
is a perfect match for Nantasket

but if not
no matter what
here is that huge hug that i owe you
for all the times you made it fun to be me
and all times you helped make me
and here's a promise that when i return
you'll see that all the last 18 years
of monotony
made up for that dollar that i still owe you
for all the times we said what was on our minds
the only time
last minute