26th of OctoberA Poem by Kaitlyn RaifordI cannot deny that my memory is quite fuzzy, but there is a bit that I do still remember- such as how we were both high and buzzing on the 26th of October.
The night was dark, the air was cold- I was stumbling and looking for fun. You were prepared, so maybe you knew that those events would take that turn.
I, however, was not suspecting that we would take that walk. As far as I was concerned you were a friend and all you were interested in was talk.
But talk was cheap, and we were looking for expensive- So we walked a little further down that road. We kissed, we moved, and was deep in action- before we did what no one knows.
But remember we were interrupted by a group of people walking up. So quickly we pulled away, dressing, and then quickly took off.
On the way back we both talked in sobering, terrible guilt. Our hearts were fast as we both walked and agreed we'd never tell.
But you do not seem to be phased. You walk up smiling and hug me close, addressing me by my name. No one knows. Feverishly you say you do not remember, you comment on how I was drunk. Did you honestly forget what happened this October, or are you locking the memory up? © 2013 Kaitlyn RaifordReviews
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