The Persistence of Memory

“The Persistence of Memory”

As you live your life,
I wish you no calamity,
Along the way though,
I do wish that you'd remember me.
Was four years really so meaningless to you?
It really must have been,
For nothing to get through.
And I see now that my naivety was fat,
And when it comes down to it,
You're not all that.
Truth is,
Like the rain makes thing wetter,
In my life,
I hope that I find someone better.
The girl in the black miniskirt,
With the callow lies and fervent skin,
I disinter,
Don't blame her,
Butt of many jokes,
Her life never begins.