I spend a lot of
time thinking about
other people.
Like right now,
I’m thinking about
him.
I guess I don’t think
I’m that interesting.
But,
I’m plenty interesting.
More than most.
I should spend
more time getting to
know me,
I think I’d like her.

I set a picture
of my boyfriend
as the background
of my watch,
and as much as I love
looking at him
it’s making me mad
because I miss him.
I don’t like missing
someone,
it makes me crazy.

He called me sweet girl
but I wondered if he
meant it.
I haven’t been very nice
to him lately,
or I haven’t felt
nice towards him.
I hope he didn’t notice.

We had a disagreement
which led me to want to do
what I know how to do,
bail.

But when I turned and
walked away from him,
he followed.

When I got to the door
I saw he was there,
and he didn’t say
anything,
he just hugged me
and kissed my forehead
and said,
“I’ll be back.”

And he did come back.