Hey you.
You stand next to me at our lockers everyday.
But you can barely manage to say a word.
Last year we talked all the time.
You sat behind me in math, and together
we made fun of the teacher, played games,
ignored our homework and failed tests.
We had a lot of fun.
We also took the same bus together every day to and from school.
You live just down the street from me.
We’d talk politics and religion, your two favourite subjects.
We agreed on almost everything, we were both non-Christian socialists
who thought it was about damn time the conservatives got out of power.
Our university and career choices weren’t even that different.
I want to go into English and you want History,
that’s the same department.
We’d probably see each other a lot there, too.
We also have the same music taste.
Well, pretty much the same.
You’re into the punk rock, like Anti-Flag and Closet Monster,
whom I also love with a passion.
The only exception is you always teased me for being so “emo”
something you never got that into.
We’ve actually gone to school together since grade seven,
we just never knew each other back then.
You talked to me in grade nine science, you sat behind me there too.
You and your best friend threw water at me, as a joke, every day.
I guess that’s a grade nines idea of flirting.
Say what you want, I know it was flirting.
We flirted all through last year, too.
I think you saw it as something fun to do, a way to pass the time.
You never figured out my sincerity.
But we lost touch over the summer, went our separate ways for a while.
I hung out at the beach and in the movie theatre
while you partied, drank and got a girlfriend.
So now here we are, at our lockers side by side.
And all you can manage to say to me is “hey you.”
Hey.
Author notes
I'm glad no one that I know from my school uses AP, leaves me free to post pieces like this without worrying about anyone who knows who I'm talking about. I mean, in a situation like this I think it's better he doesn't know how I feel.
Written January 31st, 2005
A contest entry
- Write about someone you know... by c-hippy.
301 points, ended March 30, 2005, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Sometimes it's hard when people grow up together because you really can love a person and not be in love with them all the time. Sometimes it comes and goes because you care so much and sometimes life just doesn't work the way we expect it too. Sometimes people lead entirely different lives way beyond high school & summer vacation. My best friend lives in NY. I love him. I don't want to be with him anymore though. If this isbased on reality though and sucky as it is being honest is a great policy. I was dishonest about how I felt once with him and it cost us two years of our lives as friends. Being honest even though it scared the hell out of him made him my friend now. Best wishes.
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great
I love this poem but I think if you feel a certain way about him you should tell him.Show him the poem I mean what is the worst that could happen? -
i liked this, it's very sad and sweet and I feel for you. It's nicely written and quite simple but in a really lovely way! Awww.
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absoloutely great poem, well done! I loved the beginning and the end and the middle bit too, it was great to read, well done.
good luck
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this strikes me as more of a story then a poem. its just that a poem is intence speech. its a good story and has its poetic moments, ive been there with the awkwardness of people you like when there with someone else.
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"So now here we are, at our lockers side by side.
And all you can manage to say to me is “hey you.”
Hey. "
wow... a perfect ending there, for a wonderful poem. I really liked this... and dare I say, but I can relate. This reminds me of... well... a couple different people. So I hope your situation improves, because judging by this and by my own past experience, it's not a fun place to be in.
Anyways... I really loved this. You're going on my favorites list!
<3
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Awesome write!
I can relate to it heaps.. I'm in a kinda different situation but yeah, i love it!
- C 
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Another AMAZING poem, where do you get your inspo from???
Rock n roll
Hannah x
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