Dinner Love?

Went to dinner with an old love
Mulled over what ifs in my head
Would I go back again to see
If somehow yet now or is it

To late for then or now and
She or I be only a fool
To try again after our
History of blunder cruel

I feel a love but trust not either
that which reaches or pauses
It is but an old friend once lover
Attempting to reminisce a present

As we go to our fantasy dance
In wrinkled romance we prance