She wears the red dress, <br />The one with the slit and the <br />'Did you see her? ! ' neckline; <br />And he wears the no expense spared suit, <br />The one that always looks so handsome, <br />In it's dry cleaner's bag. <br />Travelling into town, <br />They barely notice the crumbs <br />As bright lights welcome them like old friends; <br />He buys her a drink in a glass she won't wash; <br />And she is careless with it, <br />Because she knows it won't be there in the morning. <br />Giggling, fizzing they go; <br />Back to the car as tiny hands <br />claw them back before their time. <br />He hangs up the suit. <br />She puts away the dress. <br />And as she pushes 20 years <br />To the back of her mind he whispers, <br />'Hey Jules, it was just like when we were young.'<br /><br />Kathryn Gardiner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hey-jules-it-was-just-like-when-we-were-young/
