I sit silently in a class, not exactly paying attention, but not drifting all the same.
I am stuck in that space, just before dissociation, just before conscious thought.
You still plague my mind, many years after you're gone, like you did just after the day you came.
You and I, against the world, nothing would stop us, our friendship was wrought.

I'm still in class, thinking of you, slipping away, like I always do.
I remember your hair, the purple I envied,
your manic eyes, constantly frenzied.
Your crooked bottom teeth, the rings that you wore,
your pretty singing voice, the way that you swore.

I know our memories are far and between
I wanted nothing more than to be seen
revered
loved
by you

I hope you remember me
as you are somewhere new
I hope you remember how
I loved you.

The teacher has been calling on me, my class is snickering
my head is filled with voices again, constant bickering.
It isn't the first time, and wont be the last,
that I get stuck in my head
remembering the past.