a bitter sweet remembrance
a blistering relief
gone without a secong glance
of friends I used to keep.
I wrote this at the beginning of ninth grade, while I was remembering all
the people I used to know that I totally lost as I moved.
Fot example, this one girl was my best friend in first and second grade.
Her mother's face is still familiar to me, and I know where everything in
her house is, but we aren't friends anymore, not one little bit.
We are totally different people with nothing in common- I don't even
like her now. It scares me, thinking that could happen to all the friends
I have now after I move, but it's also a relief. I don't have to write to
her, or keep track of her birthday or what's going on in her life.
Ok, nevermind.
poetry