Sunday, April 3, 2011

Yearbook

I look at their faces,
remember their names
she was my friend
he was annoying
they were best buds
we were so funny
do they remember me?
do they remember my name?
when I see them around
it's awkward at best
what happened to you?
sometimes I miss you.

tell me everything about them.
I need to hear.

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