Just Your Average, Awkward High School Relationship : Red

Just Your Average, Awkward High School Relationship : Red (Part One)

The anticipation bubble that pops up,

as you begin to reply,

makes me feel less alone at night.

It disappears

then reappears a second later,

and i know,

you’

re carefully selecting the right words to use

even though I only asked

what your favorite color is.

Red.

Like the blisters on your fingers

from spending hours each day playing guitar.

I remember how strange it was

holding your hand for the first time

on our first date,

the night you left without a kiss goodbye.

And I laughed when I got home

because I could imagine you in your car,

banging your head against the steering wheel,

grieving over a lost opportunity,

you’ve been waiting for, for months.

Two weeks later,

Valentines day.

I stood in the card aisle for 20 minutes,

searching for the appropriate card

that fit our awkward

going on dates

but not yet official

situation.

And a week later,

you still haven’t asked me.