"sophmore" poems
Hers was the first face I found
freshman year at FSU.
I'll always remember that garish orange and green gator shirt,
and pin with the picture of a bulldog,
hanging from a noose.
I thought, oh Jeez, she's got school spirit,
and I shuddered at the image,
of cheerleaders, and sports stars, recieving preferential treatment,
but my first impression was far from the mark.
She had a smile for miles and eyes to match.
And a laugh that could shatter a frown.
And she laughed any chance she got.
The few pictures I have left of her,
she is laughing and smiling in each...
That big toothy smile,
and that magical laugh...
I remember the first time she kissed me.
I was playing my guitar on campus,
back when everybody did it,
not just pretentious **********
trying to show off.
She came up behind me,
and did the old hands over the eyes routine,
and of course I knew her voice immediately.
She turned my head and kissed me,
for the first time,
and I could hear the whispering,
and feel everyone's eyes on me,
and it felt pretty **** good.
How I wished someone had snapped a picture,
for the FSView, with the caption
" Future valedictorian kisses scruffy hippy freshman.
Entire student body baffled."
I was baffled.
She was the talk of the campus,
she spoke her mind always,
and she was active all over the campus,
doing this and that.
I asked her one day,
"Why do you make your life so complex,
when do you rest?"
and she said
"My life used to be complex, because I made it that way.
But believe it or not, with all I do around campus,
really my life is simple and fun. If I didn't love what I am doing
I would stop Will. Life is too short for complexity."
I laughed, and I thought to myself,
this woman is more complex than she lets on.
We went out for my entire freshman year,
but she graduated my sophmore year,
and she got a job in London, and she moved away that summer.
I said I would visit...I never did..
She said she would write...she did, once,
to tell me she was getting married,
she even invited me, but of course I didn't go..
She enclosed a photo of her and her fiance,
and it was clear what she saw in him..
he had a smile almost as big as hers,
and of course she was smiling too..
Of all the images burned into my memory
that picture is the one that hurts me most.
I wrote back, wishing her luck, and I told her I couldn't come,
I never heard from her again, but I prayed that night,
that he would treat her right, and if he took away her smile,
I prayed he would suffer, until he put it back.
Every time I close my eyes, I see that picture...
that smile...
I hope she's smiling, even as I write these words.
Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 10:11 AM UTC
I'm no good with words
when it comes to describing you
and I kinda assume you know that
which is why I hug you so much
I'd like to take a moment
to apologize if that comes off as creepy and clingy.
To the real point though Amber,
you are my best friend and without you,
jesus ******* christ, I dont even know where I'd be.
we've been through a lot of crazy things
we've spent every single friday together since sophmore year
and I don't ever want that too stop.
I love you.
no, not in that creepy
"let me **** you hard hurrhurrhurr"
I love you kinda way,
but more in the sense of
"dont you ever ******* leave me hurrhurrhurr"
(both contain **** whoa!)
I want us to be the best friends
that are each other's bridesmaids
(you can catch my bouquet. im getting married first <3)
(jay kay i dunno, im trying to be funny
cause I'm no good in serious situations)
we'll fight over stupid things
and then cry and eat lots of food
and cry more at more stupid things
when we're old.
and our kids will be best friends
maybe they'll even call each other cousins
because we'd always be together.
(that would be freaking adorable
dont you even lie.)
(my kids are so calling you Aunty Amber, get over it)
I'm off track, huh?
yeah..sorry.
<3
bottom line.
you is my main *****
and I need you.
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC
Russell, Taynon, Josh and Stephanie
Thank you for willing to be seen with me
Zack, Anthony, Lili and Max
Thank you for accepting all of the facts
Danica, Cody, Shayne and Steven
Thank you for keeping the playing field even
I know I’m forgetting so many names
So many faces and so many claims
So, to all of you who I call friend
Here is the message I’m gonna send:
You’ve all been there through thick and thin
Better friends there have never been
Stories, poems, rants and obsession
You listen and aid my mental progression
I could write this thing all day
And still I know it would not say
What you have all come to be
And what you all mean to me
And yeah I know, I’m awesome too
My being here is an honor to you
But my dear Ninja, Artist, and my Writer
My prep, my worshipper and my oddball character
You’re the ones with whom I rock out
You’re the ones who won’t let me pout
So, speaking quite seriously
I hope you don’t ever leave me.
SO! Please stand up and cheer
All of my friends here
Because if you don’t it will be quite queer…
Sep 9, 2010
Sep 9, 2010 at 12:04 PM UTC
Classes and Sweating
New faces and old friends together
Make this year better
Aug 10, 2016
Aug 10, 2016 at 4:11 PM UTC
I was asked today
"you're a senior,
right?"
no,
no,
no
I said
chuckling
"Wait,
really?"
yes,
yes,
yes
really.
I repeated,
glowing.
"well I'd never had
guessed,
the way you took
charge
and all
that."
I was silent
thanks
I said
"your welcome"
he said
and I stood there
in the afternoon
sun thinking about
the things I can do
Sep 24, 2010
Sep 24, 2010 at 9:58 AM UTC
2nd year a sophmore turning 16
cant wait for the day that I can leave
happy birthday too you, finally free
whose going to dead and gone at 13
dead and gone at 13.
wondering what I'm gonna do
stuck down here without you
I don't want to live alone
its so quite now you're gone
I'm so tired calling your phone
to no answer and a voicemail clone
I'm sorry
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 3:38 PM UTC
"Ok, honey, you look
Like a racoon
You've got to study for chemistry
You're only getting a B+
And how many times
Do I have to tell you
To wash the dishes?
Bring in the trash cans
Am I the only one
With a brain in this house?"
"Bu-" "ah, that's one."
"But mom-" "ah, that's two
Don't argue with me
I don't want to hear it
If course you're right
And I'm wrong
Whatever. Go to hell"
Ok, first things first
I like how this looks
I've studied so much
My brain doesn't register
The information anymore
And yeah, I'm a science geek
But a B+ and the rest A's in an
All honors lineup
Is still pretty good for a sophmore
And I was just going to wash them
If you'd given me five **** minutes
And hey, we're both honor roll
Honors classes students
So isn't that something to our intelligence?
And hey, give me fourty-give seconds to explain, you don't even have to listen
You could zone out for all I care
But if you don't want to be. interrupted
Then don't interrupt
If you don't want to hear it
Fine, listen to the HGTV
And honestly you seem to be the one
Who never wants to be wrong
So fine. At least the devil gives you a chance to speak.
And you wonder why I talk to dad more.
May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 7:43 PM UTC