Questions

December 27, 1998
I missed the boy I wasn't allowed to see. I had seen him the night before this was written, but only for a quick moment across the room. I spent the night flirting with another boy (his best friend... long story). I had so much fun with my friends. But, the next night, this is the poem that was written. I hadn't spoken to him for months.  11th grade, age 16

Questions

Will it never go away? The pain?

Will I never clear my mind? Of memories?

Shall I go through life, wondering? Of you?

Or will I someday forget? Your face?

Do I want to leave you? Behind me?

Do I need to carry on? Without you?

Will I learn to love? Someone else?

Or will my heart stay empty? Forever?

Will my eyes always fill with tears? When I see you?

Shall I always think of you? And scream?

Will I be filled with fear? Each day?

Will I ever know peace? Again?

Are you waiting for me? Somewhere?

Do I ever cross your mind? At all?

Did you really love me? Or not?

Was it love I felt for you? Or not?

Will the worry go away? For you? 

Could I lose the hope I have? For you?

Should I ever give up? Finding you?

Will I ever get an answer? For me?