The Day We Changed Seats

Sitting next to the hottest girl in class

So far I’ve been scoring points, racked up tons of laughs

And she’s been showing me tons of love

I’m even a lucky recipient of her daily hugs

Running up from distant enough locations

That render me frozen in bashful anticipation

But now it seems our teacher has decided

To divide us – with a new seating assignment 😦


Scraping my name tag off of my former desk

Hoping I sit close enough to still impress

Carrying my belongings to where I sit now

Listening intently for her name to be announced

And when it was said, I was crushed from within

She’s as far away from me as she can be…and nooo

Not next to HIM!!

The only kid who could pose a threat

He’s a good looking dude, funny as can get – (respect)

Even I like him – and that just makes me more upset

Jealousy rises when for some reason she brushes his neck

Observing my teacher carefully like: “Is she in on this?”

5 minutes pass: I wonder if I’m sorely missed

Anyway, this completes

My journal entry: The Day We Changed Seats

When They Reminisce Over Youth, My God 

I miss my Crayolas


And Aladdin coloring books


Staying within the lines was essential!


I miss…being young enough to have all kinds of potential


Now I’m old and I’ve yet to become anything I was meant to


I miss my Nintendo 64


I loved playing Banjo Kazooie


Wish I could go back like driving past your destination and pulling a U-ey


I miss wanting to grow up, to do all kinds of things


Now I’m doing some of those things and the satisfaction it brings…


Pales in comparison


To times when my patience had yet to start wearing thin


Inexhaustible curiosity


Entertaining everything


Can Digimon be real?


Hmmm lemme think…






Anything is possible


Ask me that now


I’ll tell you: no, that’s illogical


And finally I miss –


All of the other kids


It chokes me up to reminisce