In Loving Memory of Andrew Kent Bernstel
About last year
When we were young and restless
Eight graders with ants in our pants.
That day in science
An innocent joke
When you hid under my desk
Waiting for the perfect time to say 'boo'.
You popped up
That cute curly head
And I keeled over, convulsing
Like an uneven heartbeat.
About this year
When we were older and supposedly wiser
Freshmen with butterflies in our stomach.
That day in the hall
When I saw you
For the first time all year
And I wanted so bad to just say 'hello'.
But I didn't
Thinking I'd just see you later
Since you didn't know me well anyway
Talk you another day when I wasn't so busy.
But there wasn't
There would never be another time
That I could talk to you
Because you left that weekend
Just like that—
A smudge wiped clean off a chalkboard.
About the last time
I saw you.
About how much
I really miss you.