you use me; string me along like you have for years. you whisper in my ear just as i'm forgetting you, tap my shoulder as i'm walking away, and i always whisper back, turn around, look at that smile, and i'm doomed.
i wrote this poem on january 10, 2018 after a boy i had liked for years finally paid attention to me. wish i had known back then that some people just have flirty personalities.