Forgive and Forget
I went on a school trip with you and 8th grade.
We were on a smelly old bus for four hours,
and while I sat quietly with my headphones on,
you ignored me and laughed with the other girls
in the seat across from me,
while I contemplated why I’d ever been friends with you at all.
More than a year has passed since then,
and now we have gone our separate ways…
We went on an orchestra trip this spring
in a big fancy tour bus with unsatisfactory wi-fi.
You sat across from me with your headphones on
while I talked about robotics and English
and played Mario Kart with the boys in the back.
I couldn’t help noticing you trying to disappear
and run away into your own world
where you weren’t being ignored.
You were the same as I had been
so many many miles before,
when we were all trying to be different people.
And that was when I forgave you.