He grins my way.
My heart flutters-
He says hello.
Oh, it's for the girl behind me.
We meet in the hallway,
he greets me
and hugs the girl beside me.
In class,
he stares at me for minutes at a time.
But when I wave at him,
he only looks away
and that's how it goes the whole day.
We leave and I'm alone,
trying to go through all the crowds.
Someone pushes me.
I stumble momentarily-
A second later, an arm hooks around my shoulder.
And then oh it's him!
He hugs me for a minute,
not letting go,
holding me tight,
and then disappears the next.
He doesn't say a word.
I don't see him until lunch break.
Where he's always
with other girls.
(If you listen closely,
you hear a young heart cracking.)
I'm jealous for no reason;
he doesn't even pay attention
to
a
girl
like
me.
(A nerd, a smartass, with a dirty face, flat and skinny.
Quiet, short, a goody two shoes.)
But if that's true...
What were all those smiles
those stares
and hugs
and small talks?
If then,
why did he even bother showing off
in front of me?
If he didn't care...
Was he lying when he confessed?
I am confused.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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