1995 (for those that keep track)

"Remember how we were standing on that gross blue rug all covered in beer, smokes & gum? All the punks & actors were playing pool behind you, I had just left them and was surprised to see you because I thought you were at band practice, not that I really thought about it until I saw you, but when I did it occurred to me.
Remember how I never really understood why you would stand there smiling at me like that, grinning all weird & thinking that I wasn't giving you the time of day even though I didn't have a clue that you were asking for it? And if truth had have been honesty at that age I'd have ended up your girlfriend, but instead I just akwardly made comments about your refridgerator...
Remember how you'd side up to me on your skateboard and taught me all about which Vans were best for my kind of feet and I'd just entered this stage where I was hanging out with a new group of boys who liked femme girls and I was trying to learn to be more femme and you could tell how I was awkward and uncomfortable about it? So you'd make extra effort to point out that sneakers were sexy and we'd listen to Scarce at your house and I loved your house because I was crashing on the floor of an arts centre washing my underwear in a communal sink and I felt gross all the time and I had a lot of new friends who were so "mysterious" but you were an outside guy and that was easier on my head.
Remember how you would start sentences you wouldn't finish and I was too naive to finish them for you and most of our conversations ended with cliffhangers?
Remember we ended face to face on the dirty blue carpet and you just looked at me and said " You are so beautiful" eyes all intent and before even hello and I would have just grabbed you and held onto you for dear life right then and there like you were the first spot of sunshine after 40 days of darkness but our common friend who was one of my best and yours was right beside you moving in a jittery fashion avoiding the 20 tonnes of bricks that had just fallen on her head and I became confused between the 2 sentiments in front of me so I went back to the pool table and didn't hear anything anybody said to me for the rest of the night and you watched but considering yourself cast off from the come on weren't coming back to be shut down again.
Remember how the next morning you left to go on tour and I turned the corner to where you'd be loading your van just as you were driving away and I spent the whole 3 weeks planning how I was going to be there to meet you when you returned and kiss you square on your face until I ran into your brother the night before and he told me something that kept me away, well, kind of because I was around the corner watching a little to see if it was true with my own eyes and I saw that it was, and I thought to myself "she'll do better by him anyway" so I just went back to my new apartment and the first few times seeing you was sad because I certainly wouldn't have turned that red in the cheeks unless the feeling had been requited and it was the answer you had wanted but too late now and we were a little mean to each other after that and I tried to stay away from your spaces and in an effort to rid you from my heart, except for those times we ended up having to travel together with the bands and I would have to sit behind you kissing her in the tour van and I would leave all angry and no one would understand why? I went deeper in with the "mystery" boys and had a lot of superficial times without you. And you and she eventually broke up and then she and I slowly renewed our friendship without ever talking about the thing that had come between us and then we all got older and you became a great acquaintance to run into?"