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Pressing Play.

  • 29-07-2008 4:18am
    #1
    lilmissprincess
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 3,016 ✭✭✭


    I press play.
    The opening bars start low.
    I close my eyes and I see you in front of me.

    "My name is Kelly, and I like to be on stage".
    We were all standing in a circle. Playing a stupid learn-the-names game that they'd played months ago, but I was the newbie, I was the one who needed to learn thirty new names.
    You were nice to me and smiled and we sat together. We talked, but I cant remember what about. All I really remember is us laughing.

    Us walking around town afterwards.
    Your brother making funny comments the whole way down the hill before veering off with his friends. Going for coffee and talking about one of the boys in the group. We were fourteen. And for the first time in over a year, I felt liek I had a real friend. Someone who would be there always.

    Us going around town with a coconut, like the Monty Python sketch.
    We went for lunch, a big group of us, and I remember he told me to go for it with the boy that you and I had spent so long deliberating over. Simplicity of fourteen.

    Fifteen.
    Your new boyfriend. My new boyfriend. You hated the idea that I was with him, he was bad for me apparently and looking back you were right. Yours wasnt much better, and he broke your heart for a while to come. We spent every night on the phone laughing and crying and talking about lifes injustices.

    Sixteen.
    Your brother and I became friends for the first time ever. It was starnge, calling your house and not asking for you but for him. Me and you were still best friends, we would talk for hours when I was finished the half hour or so talking to him. Me and him talked about the love of his life. A beautiful girl that I was friends with. You didn't like her because she'd already broken his heart.

    That night.
    You yelled at me down the phone.
    I was stupid , I was horrible, you hung up.

    You screamed at me in the street to leave you alone.

    You walked away from me and laughed, made a comment to your friend.

    You wrote that email saying
    "that's it. We're not friends anymore. Goodbye"

    Me crying for hours.

    And you....

    I forgave you.

    The music comes to an end as the final image plays.

    You and him. Talking about me.
    The fat girl. Talentless scum. Bitch.

    I don't forgive you anymore.

    The final bar sounds as the tears come out.


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