Remember

Remember the good times?
We were unstoppable!
Remember the slow dances?
The rocking get-togethers?
The youth pool parties?
The park and the beach?
Hermy the Hedgehog?
The festival and our cafe?
The movies after church?
The fair?
We shared so many fun times.
Remember the bad times?
We got through them by talking.
Only one stood in the way:
Not telling me your problems.
I got so mad at your actions.
Your immaturity.
Your not being there.
Being late when you did arrive.
Not calling.
Your cold, cruel heart.
If you remember anything,
Remember me and the good times.
Please, don't forget.

The song playing is Hazy Shade Of Winter by The Bangles.

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