Thursday, April 3, 2008
I Don't Remember
I don't remember middle school. I don't want to. I didn't like it very much. Places, people, subject. It was no fun. No fun at all. I don't remember my dog. I try to, I want to, but I don't. Time goes by and I remember less. I don't remember what mix she was. I don't remember how it felt to touch her. I barely remember her voice. Her howl. Her speech. I don't remember what it was like to have her as a friend. All I remember now is after. She is gone, and good ridance to her. Her frienship was a lie. I don't remember and I don't want you to ask.
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Then I won't ask. There are definitely parts of my middle school experience that I do not or prefer not to remember. Bad friendships, empty friendships, but also a couple true friendships mixed in. I wouldn't say that I wish not to remember entire events in my life, just bits and pieces of some.
I also don't want to and don't like remembering parts of middle school. The same goes for high school and I think for many other parts of life. There's always gonna be a lot of things you would prefer not to recall. Sometimes not remembering might be better.
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