Today was an uneasy reminder:
“Why don’t you sit here?”
“Because she’s there.”
History driving a wedge between us –
remember when we talked?
I wonder if she kept that drawing.
I was in the eye,
it took me ten to figure,
then tongues wagged,
civility severed –
all gone forever.
Slowly roles reversed;
you grew overt,
I shrank away,
but clearly I’m not alone.
At the time I thought it would blow over,
I guess I should’ve told her
because now every time we lock eyes,
your smile fades,
my stomach drops.
Yeah, I guess I should’ve told you
but maybe nothing would’ve changed.
Notes: featured image not mine
This poem is set in high school.
Edit: Why wordpress likes to mess up the line/paragraph spacing is beyond me. (And yes, I changed the order of the stanzas and added a few lines – I can be very indecisive, sorry…)
Song: We Don’t Talk Anymore by Charlie Puth ft. Selena Gomez (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3AtDnEC4zak)