Aug 2013
i met you on MySpace and you had a girlfriend and we had a threeway phone conversation and i thought you sounded so **** when you shrieked "I love you!" to her when you had to go,
and then you broke up and she said it was because your medication had changed you and you reek of *** and it Just Wasn't Working Anymore,
and then Rick came over and brought you along and your tall, wild-haired being took my breath away
and you wore tight, brightly colored pants, and you were dark and thin and your teeth always gripped your purple lip ring and it made you look like you were constantly biting your lip,
and your eyes were amber
and they surprised me when i looked up and saw them focused on me,
i felt as if i'd stumbled upon a rare species of human,
an exotic species Out of My League.
Then you told me to step on your skateboard and i did and you grabbed my hand and pulled me and my 13 year old body was then introduced to Euphoria
and then the rain soaked us and you could see my yellow-and-pink bra and i hoped you liked it even though there wasn't much,
and we IM'd nonstop and i had no idea what it meant, but
i felt like flying and your presence filled me with hot air that was cooled only by your absence,
which came when you left me in the winter.
i cried for reasons i did not understand, i cried every night,
i walked through my dumb subdivision and would hallucinate you coming around the corner and my knees would buckle and my vision would blur,
i thought i was bipolar.
And i existed in a fog of longing and nostalgia and frustration and arousal,
and then you came back and we were both a little more grown up and we spent more time together
and i started wishing you'd do something to do your hair
and maybe smoke a little less
and maybe go to school a little more
and then i went to a football game at my new high school and i saw the muscular athletes and the clean-looking boys and
i gave my phone to Robert and asked him to tell you that i wanted to break up with you
and it was so easy for me
and i was disgusted by you
(but you were still in love)
and then you broke up and she said it was because your medication had changed you and you reek of *** and it Just Wasn't Working Anymore,
and then Rick came over and brought you along and your tall, wild-haired being took my breath away
and you wore tight, brightly colored pants, and you were dark and thin and your teeth always gripped your purple lip ring and it made you look like you were constantly biting your lip,
and your eyes were amber
and they surprised me when i looked up and saw them focused on me,
i felt as if i'd stumbled upon a rare species of human,
an exotic species Out of My League.
Then you told me to step on your skateboard and i did and you grabbed my hand and pulled me and my 13 year old body was then introduced to Euphoria
and then the rain soaked us and you could see my yellow-and-pink bra and i hoped you liked it even though there wasn't much,
and we IM'd nonstop and i had no idea what it meant, but
i felt like flying and your presence filled me with hot air that was cooled only by your absence,
which came when you left me in the winter.
i cried for reasons i did not understand, i cried every night,
i walked through my dumb subdivision and would hallucinate you coming around the corner and my knees would buckle and my vision would blur,
i thought i was bipolar.
And i existed in a fog of longing and nostalgia and frustration and arousal,
and then you came back and we were both a little more grown up and we spent more time together
and i started wishing you'd do something to do your hair
and maybe smoke a little less
and maybe go to school a little more
and then i went to a football game at my new high school and i saw the muscular athletes and the clean-looking boys and
i gave my phone to Robert and asked him to tell you that i wanted to break up with you
and it was so easy for me
and i was disgusted by you
(but you were still in love)
