Another one bites the dust... Kelena Jackson, the girl I took to the prom my junior year in high school, is engaged to be married in March. I've barely spoken to her in the last five and a half years, and yet this comes as a blow. Kelena was an icon of my youth... The most beautiful hair in the world, a brilliant smile, a beautiful voice, and startling blue eyes. I never really gave up on her, despite nevermaking the effort that I should have. And now she's getting married. I only know this because I decided to email her, in the hopes that she was still around Huntsville and might want to spend some time together. The email I received from her said, "I never knew a person could be so happy and so tired at the same time." Doesn't sound like I have a chance, does it? Not that it ever would have worked out between us anyway... Unless things have changed dramatically, we're too different -- her too conservative and me not enough. I suppose it's just another symbol of my youth departing... Young love... So long, farewell, auf wedersein.
To end off, here's a link to a post from a while back. It's a poem I wrote for and about Kelena my senior year in high school, and she held on to it at least until 2003, when I emailed her a couple times and she send a copy to me at my request. I don't know if that means something good, or simply that girls like it when guys write poetry for them. Either way, here's to young love, beautiful girls, and hopeless romanticism. I'm gonna get wasted and watch a sappy chick flick.
Which is probably why it never worked out between us. (c:
Ciao.
5 Comments:
At 1:17 AM,
Jared Counts said…
Sometimes girls save things for the weirdest reasons. Not to say guys don't either, but yeah. There was a girl in high school I really liked, but she would never go out with me. I wrote her a letter one time that expressed my feelings to her and asked her out (since I was much more eloquent and too much of a coward to do this face to face). I got turned down that time, and several times after that, but she still kept that letter. I guess I can see some bit of logic in that, but I still think it's a little odd.
At 11:14 AM,
Anonymous said…
I know exactly what you mean. I have a crush or two from back in the day that I will always have feelings for, despite (or maybe because of) the fact that I made sure they never had any idea how I felt about them. They're never going to find out either, but somehow I know I would be irrationally crushed were I to discover they were getting married. It puts an end to the daydreams, even if you've pretty much moved on as well.
At 9:57 AM,
Dathan said…
Jared: Eh, we already knew girls were a little off. (c: I've never met a girl who didn't like getting notes, letters, etc. Hell, my friend Mandelin (who's been married over two years now... Holy cow, it doesn't seem nearly that long) kept every letter every guy wrote her from junior high through the end of her undergrad degree at Sam, even the ones from guys she never dated and never had any interest in. I don't know if she still has them, but I'd be surprised if she threw them away. And I'd like to read the ones from me that are in there, just to see how big a sap I was. :)
Meredith: See, now I'm upset, 'cause you said what I was trying to better than I did, and it took you less than a quarter the space to do it. Stupid language skills... I'm gonna stick to programming.
At 10:30 PM,
Anonymous said…
I don't really like getting notes or letters from guys. I think they're kind of cheesy usually. I do however like livejournal comments. Does that count?
At 7:38 AM,
Dathan said…
Touche. I stand corrected. But did you like them when you were in high school or junior high? I think, deep down inside, you probably thought it was kinda cute when a guy you liked wrote you a note. Sappy, maybe; cheesy, sure; lame, most likely. But cute, nonetheless.
On the other hand, I could be way off. (c:
Who are you, by the way?
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