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Sep 2013
These thoughts inside my head
Are memories long gone, lost or dead
These things you forget
I'll usually remember
I'm not sure why
I remember.
Sometimes I wish I didn't
Like the times I made you cry
Or when we cried together.

Little things
You forget you told me.
I remember them all.
Not just with him.
With most everybody.

She told me she was *****.
He said he wanted to die.
When another one cried
I still remember the shine in his eye.

His preference to music
That one song that hit her hard.
How Ace of Spades
Wasn't just a card.

I remember spilling my past
Into her ears.
Watching her eyes
Fill up with tears.

In the 4th grade
When he did the splits
In 3rd grade when
She was made fun of
I was her only friend on that playground
Playing tetherball everyday at recess.

How the 'weird kid' thought my pie
Had cockroaches on top.
They were Pecans.
You asked me every time I brought it.

In second grade when you made fun
When you found out I was adopted.
I remember my dad made you cry.
Then later in High school
You liked me.
I didn't.

I remember the countless nights
I'd wait up for your call.
At least that didn't fail.

I remember all these things.
But they're lost in all of your minds.
Not in mine.
They won't be forgotten soon.
Christina
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Christina  Los Angeles CA
(Los Angeles CA)   
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