My no has always been a final No
I said No to you last week
After all your awkwardness
and lack of courage to even approach me
I hate it: distance
Putting me on a pedestal
Therefore not reaching me altogether
To my surprise you approached me today
Same old high fives
I looked at you, curious, wondering, surprised
Hiding it
Then we walked together to the waiting shed
Agreeing to take the long way
So we could also talk longer
about nonsense things
about you
but never about us
I already told them I hate you
Though you don't know that
I already told them I hate how you are so flirtatious
and indirect, and coward
And now you're walking beside me
underneath the canopy of trees
on this beautiful afternoon,
The butterflies in my stomach
started laughing at me.
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