Pain

You come in order your food and you look at me puzzled. Yes youre right you do know me. Finally i can see the shock written all over your face. "You turned out pretty Hot C.C." how i wish you could have heard my thoughts. i notice your beer gut, your splotchy unshaven face and that invisible stupid sign planked on your face. All i can say is "Do i know you?" but in my head i do. i remember every word you've ever said to me. i remember you calling me "Bastard Child" and "Tooty Fruity Christian" and "Virgin C.C." And many other ugly countless names that i wouldnt even ever say out loud everyday in biology class my freshman year. you dont deserve to be told that i remember you. Because honestly until this moment i had forgotten all about you. i needed to see that in the end your the one who hasnt changed you look just as gross on the outside now as you did on the inside. but i actually hope for your sake the ugliness on the inside went away.