Old You

Old You

A Poem by skiayly

Do you remember me? 

I know it's been awhile since we have been in the same room. 

But can you see me now.

I still remember how you used to be before you became a stranger. 

It's crazy that we both change in a matter of a couple of years. 


One year we were like besties. 

Then the next year we slowly drift away.  

After that year over the summer I found myself, while you started to hang around the so call popular ones. 

You started to act just like them, the ones who are stuck here in this place. 

I always thought you would be different and escape from this small town and be someone great and that maybe I could be there to see you succeed. 

But now things have turnover and it looks like I'm going to be the only one to show hope in a place full of lies and secretes. 


Do you remember the first time we met? 

Cause I do just like it was only a few hours ago. I adored for you in a matter days after that. 

Fast forward a year or two and that's when I began to fall in love with you, knowing that you was way too perfect to be mine.


Now look at us. 

I can't even say your name without swallowing down deformity for not telling you and guilt not being able to save you. 

You don't even look at me in the eyes any more can't even be in the same room anymore.

© 2012 skiayly


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Pretty cool, I loved the fact that it has a bittersweet effect to it. I mean this as a compliment but this kind of reminds me of an Avril song from ages ago, called "sk8er boy" she doesn't appreciate him for what he is, and in the end she misses out, resents him and is left alone to her s****y life. Such are the choices we make, thats the irony of life.. Good stuff, keep writing!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

skiayly

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I haven't heard that song in a long time lol
KeeD

11 Years Ago

Haha I know, I used to rock out to it in my room way back in the day, Headbang with my pillows like .. read more
skiayly

11 Years Ago

Same lol



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Pretty cool, I loved the fact that it has a bittersweet effect to it. I mean this as a compliment but this kind of reminds me of an Avril song from ages ago, called "sk8er boy" she doesn't appreciate him for what he is, and in the end she misses out, resents him and is left alone to her s****y life. Such are the choices we make, thats the irony of life.. Good stuff, keep writing!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

skiayly

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I haven't heard that song in a long time lol
KeeD

11 Years Ago

Haha I know, I used to rock out to it in my room way back in the day, Headbang with my pillows like .. read more
skiayly

11 Years Ago

Same lol
This is simply great. I love the whole concept of the poem. I also think that this would truly be beautiful as a monologue too. All in all, this is just great.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

skiayly

11 Years Ago

Thank You!

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Added on December 7, 2012
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Tags: drifting away, remember, falling in love, falling out of love, moving on, reget

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