moving on but never forgetting

roses are red, violets are blue.
But god forbid I forget about you.

forget about the innocent dreams,
the wake up calls and the ding ding dings of the lunch bell.

the way you wander aimlessly without a purpose,
carrying your self with masked confidence hoping no one will notice,

forget about the sleepless nights  studying the civil rights
the greats  the flakes
and the dates dates dates
1492, 1776, 1812, 1944

forget about the firsts,
the first day, our first kiss, that one risk,
the first time you let someone in, the first time you stuck it to the man

forget about your standings
fitting in yet standing out
being seen while staying hidden

forget about friday night lights and post game fights
sneaking out only to be caught
tuning out while being "taught"... a lesson on how nothing good ever happens after midnight.

pffft

Forget about the good things that happened after midnight
that party, that fire, those friends, that drive
that boy and that boy.... and the other boys

Forget about post poning the future to relive the past.
not knowing what we wanted but not caring cuz "We're still young"
or so we were told

Forget about the all nighters planning our futures
wanting to be young and dumb yet old a grey together.

Forget about the crushes that stole hearts by mere brushes....
the jocks, comedians, and poets
who'd glance but not even notice.

Forget about the memories and countless remember whens
about the glory days pacing in a haze.


Please, Please, Please god don't let me forget...