we all huddle under the bit of roof for shelter
gathering in the seemingly dry area
our footsteps leaving paths in the dry concrete
we all talk hoping to pass the time
and after awhile I give into my weak legs
sliding my back against the rough wall
slowly approaching the ground
as I hug my knees in shivering
trying to dodge the water like it were acid
as if  I wasn't already soaked
and I looked around and notice one by one
everyone left... except you
you who is sitting closer than you have to
you who I'd like sitting even closer
acting as though I couldn't go inside like everyone else
because I don't want to stop talking to you
and I wonder... if you know
and maybe... your staying for me
I was hoping you were
as my words tumbled out
never exactly right
yet you didn't seem to care
I even said things you didn't agree with
and you didn't fight me
you didn't force me to think like you
you listened
and you didn't get angry
and my mouth feels funny
the corners are lifting
whats that called again?
a smile?
I can still smile?
and this funny feeling in my chest
I think... I like you
but is that possible?
after that monster broke my heart
I thought I couldn't like any other
and yet as the rain clears
and we go separate ways
my mind is flooded with thoughts of this new boy
and for some reason I can't really remember what the monster looks like
and for some reason that makes me so much happier