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I know I have the tendency to be annoying
But what you said was just plain mean and uncalled for.
The roll in your eyes,
the words "Shut up" slipping out of your mouth
When I was just trying to make you smile.

It hurt me almost immediately,
like a poison of wrath and betrayal and hurt
coursing through my veins
I walked away but you didn't notice
And at night before I slept
I swore to myself that you would.

And so the next day, that afternoon,
as we were walking towards the field,
We saw you on the horizon and you held your hand up
for a high five like we used to.
At first I guessed if you didn't know I was mad
or if you were trying to make it up to me

Glared at you so strongly, I meant for you to take your arm down
But you didn't.
Out of conviction? Out of ignorance?
As we draw near, I took my pointed stare away from you
and dodged at the high five
walking straight ahead.

From behind my back you called to me, "Weak"
But this time, I didn't turn and give you a knowing smile.
You felt it, didn't you?

Now yesterday, it was as if you were hurt
You were avoiding me, but not because you were mad
You were talking to him about me
You stay away from me
like a cub licking its wound.
I asked myself if I should be guilty about it
but I wasn't the first one who pointed a knife with my tongue.
You said "Shut up" and if you didn't notice, I'm just obeying you.