We hung out under a tree
The day they all left
Lost and alone
In our own heads
Someone forgot their hoodie and came back
And I ran to them
Yelling their name
Tacklehugging them
Needing them back.
Needing them all back.
We hung out under a tree
Our tiny mini friend group
Bonded tighter over the year
But not as fun
More boring, I guess.
There wasn't as much going on.
We hung out under a tree
And wished our sorrows away.
My science teacher accused me
playfully and yet fiercely
of stealing an envelope
I had been threatening to peel the cover strip off of the sticky part
so it glues together
because it was just so tempting.
I believe in America and I believe in who we could be
but I don't believe in who we are.
It's so easy to give up and let them reign.
I am.
I'm scared to stand up or say things and I haven't before,
and I won't.
True love.
Love that's true.
Love you know
in your heart
is you and another person.
I guess I like to think I'm in love
I never really know.
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