Forget Me/Forget Me Not

"Baby, no, Baby- don't leave!

I need you here; I need you please!

Don't you go and leave me alone!

I thought that we were gonna have a happy home?"

Do you remember the last words you said?

What she responded, or even if she did?

Or if you're ladies, remember that first kiss?

Was there even one? Did he ever say he missed

all the presents and the late good-byes?

Did you lay on a hillside looking up at the sky

and clouds soaring by, high over head, 

faster than the wind? Was that when your Baby said

that they loved you and that they cared

as they put their hands into your hair,

and brought your lips closer? Was it there,

that as the clouds soared fast by in the air

that you realized, as you sat alone

in the middle of the night, having run away from home,

that the person you gave your heart to

never really felt the same for you?

"Sweetie, didn't you love me? 

Darling, didn't you care?

Baby, I really want you.

That's my only prayer!"

I screamed and I cried, 

and I tried to convince

that girl of mine

to make me her prince.

I called her my queen,

and my precious diadem.

She was my baby, my love

and I helped her through everythin'.

But when I said please,

she called me needy.

And when I told her my problems,

she said that I was too greedy.

When I offered her advice,

she told me she didn't need me.

And when she came crawling back,

I took her hand again freely.

"Listen, I don't need you!

I don't freaking care!

I'm sorry if I hurt you but

there's no reason to prepare

a big, long speech

because I won't listen!

You're just being whiny again

because we aren't kissin'!

I never loved you, and I wouldn't mind

if you go away with your head in your behind

with some other girl because you were too blind

to realize I was using you the entire time!"

Two and a half years later,

when I still couldn't berate her

and I still was feeling misery

from the worst breakup with her, really,

I couldn't really understand

why I still felt wrapped around her hand

even thought we broke up long ago

and I told everyone I got over her so

I had to play the part and act

like I wasn't constantly under attack.

I was under siege by memories,

once good that became enemies.

So if I ever get the chance,

I would walk up to her and take my stance.

Ask her a question that I waited

to ask the girl I once had dated:

Do you remember me?

Do you remember your baby? I used to be.

Remember that time when you were sick

and you couldn't even sleep a lick

so I stayed up the whole night and prayed

constantly for you even though school the next day

was horrible and we both fell asleep

and in math class while we counted sheep

I dreamed of you and you dreamed of me

and later that day we walked, you see,

and you held my hand as I held you

as we walked slowly down the street Us two

were electric, we were on fire

and I know I was the best that you desired.

So are you going to forget

all the good we shared? Yet,

if I could go back in time

and change the way we lived, well, I'm

certain that I don't regret one moment

of the days we spent together. We owned it.

The only thing that I regret

is the way in which we let

all of our problems collide

and I let my soon-to-be-bride

slip out of my fingertips

and that moment when I kissed your lips,

I promised never to let you go.

So now, I'm here, and I've always sought

for you to answer one thing I must know:

Will you forget me or forget me not?

Author's Note

This was the story of my last relationship i guess.
5 dates, 4 breakups, 3 years, 2 broken hearts, 1 teenage boy who will never be the same.

Reviews

[Captain Rilen]

I can really relate to this piece. My girlfriend and I broke it off about a year ago, I still haven't forgotten her. It's really hard, I thought it would pass with time but so far it hasn't. I hope all is well, eventually it will be. I like how it's written, I feel like that's how it feels sometimes when we retrace our thoughts on such matters.

[Not here]

itll get better man, dont worry about that. and thanks :)

[Lavender Soya]

Thanks for sharing. Excellent use of the punctuation marks. Your poetry is good and even made better with them. It was totally relatable as well.

[Coyote Poetry]

Flower or poetry. Does end the same.
"Will you forget me or forget me not?"
Pulling flower apart or the questions in the poetry. Leave us with a unknown answer anyway. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Not here]

thanks coyote :) i appreciate it alot

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Saddam]

Interesting and unique write. I line this.

[Moonlight]

A very sentimental poem. It is indeed nice that you could write so much about it....
Good job. :)

[Not here]

thank you for your review :)

[Nini]

First love, first heartbreak is the toughest. It is such a release to be able to write about it. Good job here

[Not here]

thank you alot :)

[Moonlight]

I agree Nini. The worst part is that it stays with you even after it is long gone...

[Sandra Nair]

hahaha... very interesting and a different outlook!

[RiverRei]

This plucked at my heartstrings...I can definitely relate to this. I love how the formatting doesn't mess with the flow of the piece. I do suggest you re-read this slowly, though. There are some typing errors that can easily be fixed if you read it again :) She was lucky to have such a talented and caring man in her life. I'm sorry that it still hurts you she is gone, but it is, honestly, her loss. Take care, friend. If you need to talk, I'm here for ya.

[Not here]

thank you alot :) i really appreciate it

[Chain of Hearts]

So unique, it really gives a sentimental feel to it. Very heartfelt.
Great job!
-LK

[Not here]

thank you very much :)

[Ilerah]

Wow well written. Really like it, definitely written from the heart.