It seems like
So much longer
But I guess
It's been a year
And I think
They've half-forgotten
I guess they really
Didn't care.
We met in summer
While the freedom
Blood
Was singing in our veins
It made our hearts
Pump faster
Made us flush
Blush
Inexplicably
And our parents thought
It was nice
We'd both found
A friend our age
A girl our age
We would laugh
About that
Muffling our noise
In shared pillows.
I remember
At first
How shy we were
Touching almost
Accidentally
Blushing
Holding hands
Pretending we weren't.
I remember your skin
Seemed to be made of light
You were shining through
Mine was dark
With dirt
Ground in
Seemed to keep light out
But most
I remember
Your smile.
So it seemed like
You were light
Bright smiles and fairy dust
So it seemed like
I was dark
Torn tears and dried blood
We figured out the day
Halfway
Between your birthday
And my birthday
You slept over.
Averted eyes
Flushed and sweaty hands
'Till finally
I caught your hand
In one of mine
Your hands were always
Soft
White
Mine were callused.
Dirt crusting
Under torn nails
But you looked at me
Looked me softly
In the eye
And neither of us
Could look away
Our hearts flutt'ring
Like butterflies
Pixies
Trapped under
Rusted metal pins
And I guess
It was inevitable
What was bound
To happen next
But I could feel something breaking
Because both of us were aching
For something
Anything
To happen next.
We had three months
Before they started hissing at us
In corridors at school.
But we were touching hands
And did not notice.
Three more weeks
Before
They threw the first stone
But we were touching lips
And did not notice.
Wednesday
I fought with my mum
Skipped school
Walked
I can't remember where
You left school alone
Walking home
They found you.
They said
It was an accident
They said
They didn't mean to
But I was torn between
Wishing I was there to save you
And being glad I wasn't near
To hear you scream.
I visited you
Yesterday
But I didn't really have
Anything to say
And I was watching
The leaves fall off the trees
Aching for you
To come back
And I was thinking
Of your smile.
Maybe I'll be okay in a while
Maybe I too
Will forget
They say that teen romances
Are easily over
Passionate
And short-lived.
Maybe teen romance
Was all that this was
So maybe I too
Will forget.