they have memories…
memories of going to prom, memories of buying beautiful dresses for homecoming, playing soccer, and the feeling of winning against the rival high school.
I don’t say that their lives are perfect, but what they have are memories - memories I will never get to experience. They have the types of memories that you will tell your kids and grandchildren when you grow up, memories that you wish you will never forget.
Your first promposal, your first time being the prom king and queen. I don’t have these types of memories. The memories I have, I wish to forget, sitting alone in the back of the class, fighting the internal fight of trying to get up in the morning. Not having the chance to go to prom. Not getting to wear beautiful prom dresses and never knowing how it is to be asked to go to prom. Jealousy is and never will be a beautiful feeling. But unfortunately we still feel it from time to time, feeling jealous about the memories we will never be able to make, the missed chances others took, and asking yourself, why isn’t it me, who is making those memories.
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Author:
just.trying (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem, because i feel sad about the memories others get to make and I don't. I hope this helps other people with their struggle. It is never too late to make beautiful memories.
- Category: Sad
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I too can feel sad .. I’ve missed out on so much .. it definitely creates feelings of sadness grief and jealousy .. I understand . Some people get more happy memories than others ..
the breaking part for me is realizing that i can never relive those years to make memories
Yes .. it causes such grief . You just want those memories that should have been yours . It is unfair .. everyone deserves beautiful memories .. not just some people
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