To Dackery From Eben

It was a decade before George Bush and myspace. I had to repeat my senior year. It was my worst fear. I sat on a bench I ate my lunch. I was sad and lonely. Then I met you. Things looked different when you came into my view. You were a cute cheeleading red head. I was a dorky four eyed curly head. You and your friends sat next me. We shared the bench. We had a few laughs as we ate lunch. I didn't know where you were coming from with your feelings for me. I didn't get it even when you sat on my knee. If you had looked you would have seen my...glee. I was clueless. You probably thought I was hopeless. The summer past. It went so fast. College at last. I was roaming the campus. I was minding my own business. I turned around and got a surprise. My gaze met your eyes. You were biting your bottom lip. You had a nervous look on your face. When I saw you my heart did race. You smiled when you saw me. You looked happy to see me. Once again I was filled with glee. Before we could speak there was an interruption. It caused a corruption. Before I could say "Hey Dackery. Hang on a minute." You walked away with a hurt look on your face. I tried to catch you but I couldn't keep up with your pace. You were gone in a flash. My heart burned and turned to ash. It's many years later. Youtube and myspace are all the rage. You and I may no longer be on the same page. I live a thousand miles away. Now all I can do is get through each day. I go about my job of moving mail around a warehouse. Late at night I ride the bus home. I'm surrounded by people but I'm all alone. As I sit on the bus I wonder what I'd say if I had you on the phone. I'm putting out this message hoping you'll take the bate. But hell this is coming thirteen years too late. I wouldn't blame you if all you feel for me now is hate. By now things are not the same. I've been online trying to find you but I never knew your last name. I'm hitting a wall. I can't get over it because it's too tall. I have no plans to jump in the middle of your life. By now you could be someone's wife. Don't worry. I only want to say "I'm sorry." I don't want to ruin your day. I'll say what I need too then I'll go away. Does this sound familiar? Is your story similar? Do you remember me all? If you do then won't you give me a call?

Her name is Dackery

When I was in high school I had to repeat my senior year. I met a cute redhead named Dackery. Dackery and her friends ate lunch with me. It was obvious to everybody but me that Dackery liked me. I was clueless and didn't understand where she was coming from with her feelings for me. I just couldn't take a hint. There was one time when she even sat on my knee and I still didn't get it. One year later I bumped into her again in college. When I saw her at first she had a nervous look on her face. When she saw me she smiled and looked happy to see me. Before we could talk we were interrupted by a guy from my drama class. He was completely oblivious to what was happening. He just got right in front of me and started babbling something about the scene we were doing for our class. Before I could say "Hey Dackery. Hang on a minute." She walked away with a hurt look on her face. That was the last time I saw her. That's the last memory I have of her. Thirteen years later it finally dawned on me. I've been online trying to find her but I never knew her last name and that's where I keep getting stuck. I tried using my high school's website to find her but that didn't work either. I also couldn't find her in my yearbooks. So now I've resigned myself to posting this on my blog where everybody but Dackery will see it.

Dackery if you're out there and if you somehow come across my blog then I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry we didn't get a chance to talk and I am truly sorry if you felt ignored or hurt. If I had that day to do over again I would not let you walk away.

Because I know you guys are reading and this and going "huh?" Right after this post there will be a poem that will explain everything. You know me all roads lead to a poem and yes this one will rhyme.

YOU'RE HIGH AND YOU'RE LOW

I've never been in a relationship like this but some of you have and this may bring back memories.

Do you remember when we were in love? I was the sky and you were a dove. I used to think you were sent from heaven above. I thought you were great. Now you're making me wait. Go became stop. Yes became no. Something's wrong because you've changed. You're day and night. You're left and you're right. You're weak and you're bold. You're hot and you're cold. You're fast and you're slow. You're high and you're low. I gave you my heart. You thought it was art then you tore it apart. One day you love me. The next day you hate me. Now you just confuse me. Something's wrong because you've changed. You're day and you're night. You're left and you're right. You're weak and you're bold. You're hot and you're cold. You're fast and you're slow. You're high and you're low. I don't like games. That's something you forget. I won't chase you if you play hard to get. You're not the same as before. If you want me all you have to do is knock on my door.