I remember Matthew,
He was my first love....
I was fourteen and living the life,
Most people only dream of.
He had electric green eyes,
That could burn right through your stare,
He had a wonderfully soothing tone of voice,
And soft, sandy blonde hair.
We were completely inseperable,
For our seven months together,
I guess when you're young you fail to realize,
That fairytales don't last forever.
It took me nearly a year of distress,
Before I finally decided to let go,
And every once and awhile he calls,
Just to say hello.

I remember Kirk,
He was the bad-boy of the town,
And yet when I was feeling low,
He'd help get rid of the frown.
We had our share of problems,
And I am sure full of regrets,
But when I look back on what we would've been,
I think its all for the best.

I remember Michael,
He was my best friend and so much more,
He was quiet, and respectful and funny too,
But he was lacking the human soul.
We were together for what seems like eternity,
And we definitely had some good times,
But what it all came down to,
Is what he wasn't feeling inside.

There are several more of these people that have gone by,
But these particular few left an imprint in my mind,
And even though to them I may be nothing more then a memory,
The experiences I shared with them are the ones that have made me...me.

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