Everyone remembers
their seventeens.
But wow—
when I was sixteen,
I could tell you stories
you’d never believe.

The world was new,
and I could never
forget the smell
of your perfume.

Uniforms off,
and afternoon teas.
How could I forget
that delicious sour cream?

Your brothers fighting,
we were underneath the sheets.
I can’t bear
that it’s just a memory—
not our reality.

Your mom’s laugh was loud,
and I was happy just being around.
Your grandma never liked me,
but I’m glad we got to meet.
I’m grateful I met Lita,
and that she always asked about me.

Now it feels like a dream,
like a life I watched on TV.

I still hum that song
you played on repeat—
some indie band
with sad guitar beats.

Time didn’t warn us
it was running out.
We were too busy
making plans we’d never carry out.

Now I wake up sometimes
with your name in my mouth,
and wonder if somewhere,
you’re dreaming me now.

Everyone’s lost in
seventeen dreams—
mine started
when I was just sixteen.

making promises
we never meant to keep.

Knockout

Bon Jovi

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