Gary approached me at school,
and I suddenly hated
his limping, loping walk,
his messy hair,
the just-woke-up lines on his face.
“I heard what you did this past weekend,”
Is he jealous?
“I was told you did things with him. Did you?”
Someone is still telling lies…
Gary pushed my chin up,
closing my astonished mouth.
“Don’t pretend you don’t know
what I’m talking about.”
He walked away, shaking his head
in disgust or amusement.
I knew I ought to find my ex-crush
and confront him,
but I couldn’t muster the energy