This is a poem I wrote a while back that basically explains how I’ve been feeling all through senior year. I’ve been thinking over everything that I’ve done in my life so far, the past few months, and this is where I ended up:
Looking back on all of You
that I used to know.
It’s funny to think that we’re still here.
Where’d that laughter, that smile go?
You I kissed, You I played,
You I felt regret.
And yet it’s You, every one of You,
that I can’t forget.
Why’d it end, the stories shared?
We were close as close can be.
Was it my fault? Was it Yours?
Is there an answer, lock and key?
Or will I sit and wonder still
for the rest of my life here
how things can change, yet we don’t move,
and Clear fades to Disappear?