A lot.

A Poem by Sam Gonzalez

Don't you hate it when you see your crush with their boyfriend/girlfriend?

You and I are friends.
But, I like you.
A lot.

You're taken.
You like him.
A lot.

I finally plucked up the courage.
And told you what you meant to me.
A lot.

We hung out today.
I had fun.
A lot.

But, then he came and you two were holding hands.
And that hurt.
A lot.

© 2010 Sam Gonzalez

Author's Note

Today, I told Madeline how I felt.
She was fine with it.
But like an hour after I told her, she was with her boyfriend and I saw them holding hands, and it hurt.
A lot.