A Poem By Madeline // 7/7/2014

I can find no semblance in him to
The boy I loved
For thirty-six months
And then maybe then some

Does going away neutralize all he did?
I search in his face but cannot find the kid
With two thousand freckles
And a small, sheepish grin
In fact both are gone and
Foreign feelings are rampant

I always thought
If I ran into him
That I'd know instantly
That he'd see me, then
We'd greet each other awkwardly
Maybe even exchange a hug
Because I sat with this boy
In class, talked of love
Revealed by mood rings
And passed notes
And parents
Elementary-aged girl
With choppy bangs and
Awkward glasses
Elementary-aged boy
With stunted growth and
Eager bashfulness

And I consider for a moment
Hovering over
To hit add friend
But four years is
A lot of time
He's clearly not the same as then
And honestly
It's shallow
But I don't see what I saw
In him
He's just so different and it's
Enough for me to exit

(even though I still remember
sharing smarties
a moment of muddled embarrassment because I forgot
february 28th wasn't a leap year
and being teased
and thinking this was flirting
oh, and I still don't have an idea
and I'll still sometimes think of it
look back with fondness on past times
and be glad for the experience)


I liked this, especially the

I liked this, especially the last section in parentheses. In the first line, I think you meant resemblance instead of semblance (I might be wrong, but semblance just seems awkward to me!). Good job!

E | Tue, 07/08/2014

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Ooh I like this!!! And yay,

Ooh I like this!!! And yay, it's always so satisfying to know the backstory of a boy. You could have written this story any other way, but I really love how you wrote this... Kind of disjointed, like thoughts and memories are of people. Loved it!

Kassady | Wed, 07/09/2014

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!


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