It must have been October the last time that we spoke And though I think about you, I decided that It's safer where we left it, safer for us both That stuff was a million years ago When you got accepted I went loopy, hoping you'd be on my team When you got accepted I was totally ridiculous We were the ones who always felt awkward, socially cornered And I still feel the same Still dreading the laughter, like what does it matter? It's not what I'm after anyway I won't take a compliment, but I will ruminate for hours on a single mean remark Collecting them like ornaments, the nasty things that people say that I save up to think about when it gets dark When you got accepted I went loopy, hoping you'd be on my team When you got accepted I was right Ten years later I'm so glad that it's over But I can't help feeling like I did that October day