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Those Who Forget the Past Are Doomed

by Amy Wustrin

These sticky, summery nights

Are bringing me back to you in a fury

You'll never know how far it takes me



Tailer Park nights

Suffering through treacherous discussions

About cars and swimsuit models

Watching you and your friends

Drink beer and smoke Pot

While I stayed sober

And drove you home at the end of the night.

(beginning of the day, really.)

And if i was lucky, you'd invite me in and ask me to stay.



It didn't seem fair then.

It doesn't seem fair now.

We almost got arrested three times-

I saved you when that girl from your closet

Left you on the side of the road in Valley Cottage-

And who was there to clean your bloody back

After that fight with your dad?



I thought I did everything right

I thought I could reach you

But I've watched you push others away...

I guess I just thought I was different.

Well, what girl doesnt?

But I really don't know why I wanted to be anymore.



What I do know, is that yearning

Sure beats the hell out of this emptiness

And you're so far gone

I couldn't reach you if I tried.

05/29/2004

Posted on 05/29/2004
Copyright © 2024 Amy Wustrin

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Lisa-Dawn Sparling on 09/01/04 at 05:37 AM

wow amy. this made me feel a hundred different things. First of all the last line is amazing. second of all, you are obviously better off. I have men(boys) from my past that I feel the same. I like the line "I thought I did everything right" i can empathize with that. The funny thing is that I bet that guy looks back at you as the one he let get away.

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