Remember When

"Remember When" is a poem by Matthew S. Breslau. It was first published on April 1st, 2013.

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Remember when we sat beside Each other, in that class so snide, And all that time I couldn’t hide The feelings that I felt? Remember when I always thought A friendship ‘tween us shan’t be wrought, But through it all, I s'pose I fought, And thus, the cards were dealt? The radiant sun shone in your eyes And told me of the vast, blue skies; Yes, whence you came–of truths, not lies– I thought I was a pest. I wore my heart upon my sleeve, As middle school would force our leave, But still, in all, I wouldn’t grieve, Because you had said yes. But last a week we sure did not, Though even still, just what I got Was just enough for inner rot To be cured upon your touch. And you and I were soon close friends: A friendship that has yet to end, Through thick and thin, we’d never bend, And I liked it just as much. Throughout two summers, we grew close, Until one night, we both almost Decided upon something grossly Wrought upon my dreams But our venture was cut down, And out of angst, I ran around, Explaining to all my friends in town About my pleasured screams. You scowled, glowered, hated me. Belittled and berated me. Said you never should have dated me. I cried myself to sleep. But time passed by and you forgave My stupid, angsty, boyish rave, And thus, our friendship had been saved, And my care for you was deep. We ne'er once came so close again, Until one night, my darling friend, When all the world could crash and end, And I just wouldn’t care. The image of you at my gaze, My mind still in a foggy haze, Feeling once again the maze Of tangles in your hair. I told you that I still felt true Those feelings I’d always had for you But told you, with a heart of blue That I knew it couldn’t be. My heart deceased when you agreed, But even still, you’d done the deed, All because you wished to feed My desires and my dreams. Remember when I wasn’t haunted By uncertainty, yes, daunted, By the love and flair you flaunted, All throughout these years? I can’t say just when it started, But you said we’ll never be parted, As I find myself now having darted To a time full of wistful tears.