I met my friends boyfriend today. He could tell I was into girls. As my friend was singing and being an amazing work of art, He turned to me and said, “Have you noticed how attractive her lips are?” I felt so awkward. Because I don’t see every girl that way. Just some. Just one. But not her. “I don’t look at her that way...” I thought he was trying to imply that I did. But why? “I wasn’t trying to set you up or anything!” The funny thing is that I didn’t even think he was Until he said something. Now all I can think Is that he is bad. But he’s not. He’s great. But he kind of scares me now. What if he does it again? What if he tries to make me seem like a freak? He says the “***” word. And that has changed my whole mood about him. But he’s a good guy. Maybe I’m just scared of yet another person. Maybe I’m being over dramatic. Or maybe not.
Not really a poem but my thoughts for the night. He’s cool and all but that made me really uncomfortable...