There's an inside joke in this poem... "Which is awesome" is a phrase that the subject of this poem and I used to say A LOT, even when something wasn't awesome.


Forget

You can forget about me
if that's your prerogative.
But I truly hope it's not.
I hope you think about me
every so often
and smile.

Relive those Fridays in Study Hall
back when we thought we'd look cool
if we actually cut class.
We never really did,
but we say that we did,
just for the hell of it.
Just because, maybe, we still think that we looked cool.

Think of that goddamn tape,
that I swore I'd give to my children,
and I still swear to this day that I will.
Your advice to them
might not have made sense to me at the time,
but now I realize the truth in it all.

If you hear the phrase,
"which is awesome"
you should probably think of me.
But don't think of the girl
who wanted you to love her.
Think of the girl
who wanted nothing more than to be your friend.
That girl I used to be.



Poetry by Malvado
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Written on 2007-02-25 at 17:48

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