Our Love At Camp Crystal Lake

campI will never forget

The day we met

Camp Crystal Lake,

The Summer of Love.

I didn’t know it

At the time,

But my life

Would change


Young love,

First love,

Obsessive love.

I could not

Take my eyes

Off of you.

I followed you


Like a little

Lost puppy dog.

jasonYou were my life.

You owned my heart.

I wanted yours as well.

Seriously, I wanted your heart.

I will never forget

The day we met.

It was a Friday.

Friday the 13th.

I made sure

You never left

Camp Crystal Lake

So that

I could love you


About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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31 Responses to Our Love At Camp Crystal Lake

  1. susielindau says:

    Hahaha! This is so clever!!!

  2. hadassaab says:

    happy weekend with your crush……….!☺

  3. Austin says:

    Reblogged this on The Return of the Modern Philosopher and commented:

    Happy Friday the 13th! Hope the bizarre little poem about obsessive love puts you in the proper spirit for the day!

  4. melfamy says:

    You were not the first
    town that I, Godzilla, crushed,
    but I loved you best

  5. howardat58 says:

    …and so avoid a future meeting
    at which you make a strangled greeting
    as your heart is quickly sinking.
    “What was I thinking?”.

  6. Gee willikers, this is a spooky Friday 13th.

  7. Lorra B. says:

    Happy Friday the 13th!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! :-))

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