Forgive my Cliché, Aurah.

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I wrote a poem once, about a girl who would never be forgiven, but in the end she was. My friend at the time told me that it was a stupid ending, too cliche. I hid the poem because she was the better artist she knew best, right? I don't know where that poem is, but I think I kept it, and I want it now. Because it is cliché for a reason. Because we all want forgiveness. As I think back on it now with an almost gone fondness, because 12 year old me wrote a poem about forgiving when the spring melts and 17 year old me has trouble forgiving herself for the slightest thing. So when someone tells you your ending is cliché, look them in the eye and explain to them, they know the cliché because they have lived it and once craved it.

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True story. Except I am ALMOST 17, not yet, though.

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This sounds all too familiar.

This sounds all too familiar. Even though I definitely know this has no relation to me whatsoever. It just sounds familiar. Like losing a toy when you are younger and then wanting it when you're older.


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