You remember the phone calls,

All those late nights,

(for you, not me)

I wrote all those poems,

You, all those comments.

It wasn't a long relationship,

Not by adult standards,

We lasted a year,

long distance, coast to coast,

Washington to Virginia,

But it felt like forever--

No, not the first few months,

That was Heaven,

I was so giggly and happiness bubbled,

But reality hit

And when reality hits, it hits hard,

We lasted a year,

And five days,

It was for the best,

Your depression was bringing me down,

And visa versa for you.

Now I hear you got a new girl,

A month after the break up,

Now, don't get the wrong idea,

I'm not jealous at all,

But really?

She's not going to solve your problems,

Sure, she's close--

close enough to meet up every day,

But it's a high school relationship,

And so far, you haven't had much luck in those.