Where wild minds come to rest
Remember back in the 7th grade
When we were both nobodies.
We didn't care for relationships or popularity.
We had homeroom together and our teacher hated us.
Remember the fun?
Do you remember 8th grade? When you became HOTT!! So many girls wanted you... but you picked me.
Remember our 9 months? Only 6 of them counted... but we had fun.
Remember it was okay the day we broke up, there was no hate, and we still wanted to be friends.
Remember after that you dated all my friends. It was okay; as long as you were happy I was too.
And everything was fine and dandy. Until...
Until you moved away. It wasn't that far only an hours drive. And you would come down sometimes...
But it changed you so... up there you discovered WEED and ALCOHOL and SEX. And you'd never be the same.
It was sad to see you throw your life away. I'd always loved you; I cared about your well being. But you would never listen to me!!
Do you remember your health conditions? You have ASTHMA!!
And you're SMOKING POT? Like you're totally fine? Like it doesn't make you choke on your dumb breath? Like it doesn't make you wheeze when you skate?
Now I don't think I know you anymore...
I remember you as a KIND, SWEET, CARING, FRIENDLY, SMART person... I remember you being like a brother to me. My best friend...
And now I WATCH YOU THROW YOUR LIFE AWAY. Now you're a PIMP, CHEATER, CONFORMIST, LIAR, DUMMY, an EGOTISTICAL ASSHOLE!!! >.< You broke my heart
I'm truly sorry you messed up your life.
A poem for my first boyfriend. Waaaaayy way old. Back when spelling "Hot" with two T's was popular..... anyway. He's totally still like this. And it makes me sad to this day to see what he has become.