Unwanted Memories

He used to laugh
and joke around.
He guided me til'
I was homeward bound.

His eyes would glow
and his smile was pure.
He helped me through things
I couldn't endure.

He'd give me tips
and I'd share mine.
I didn't think it would change;
everything was fine

Everything was perfect.
It was all a breeze.
But something happened that
brought me to my knees.

People began to talk
about unreal situations.
Rumors began to converge
in accumulations.

They whispered and giggled
with no thoughts of remorse,
and as I walked past I thought,
'How could it get worse?'

Never ask a question
you don't want answered.
My guilt over it
ate away like a cancer.

Pretty soon I found myself
believing their lies.
Oh, how thick the rumors
do fly!

I avoided him like
a diseased mole.
Little did I realize,
my actions had a toll.

He was hurt deep down
with no means of mending.
And the pain wore on,
unrelentness, never-ending.

He didn't understand,
couldn't comprehend,
that my rejection
was a means to an end.

An end to his ridicule,
an end to my shame.
But, in truth,
neither of us was to blame.

Everyone's actions have
consequences to bear.
Mine live within;
and at my conscience they tear.

He left me alone
for two years in a row.
I forgot he existed,
but little did I know...

I saw him again,
at a nearby park.
His smile was gone,
his eyes held no spark.

I went up to him,
tried to say 'hi',
but he disregarded me
and walked on by.

It was then that I fell,
my knees hit the floor.
My actions had results
that I could no longer ignore.

I felt the pain
that he held inside.
It cut like a knife,
daring to be defied.

I could only sit there,
rocking back and forth.
What had I done?
My cause had lost its worth.

And he walked away,
never once looking back.
He didn't shout,
or give in to an attack.

I wiped my eyes
and rose to my feet.
This is one memory
I never want to repeat.