Poetry by Your Average Angsty Teen

This Could Be Us

So now you know I like you

It's no longer a secret

But when the subject gets brought up,

You always wanna sweep it under the rug

Nowadays I can't even give you a hug

This could be us, but you're acting like a clown

Hugs kisses and whispering sweet nothings

This could be us, but you're playing around

Prom, the movies, and video chats after dark

This could be us like I want it to be

This could be us, but you don't seem to want me