a poem, i suppose

these are thing that hurt:

when you call the other girls
pet names
i thought were reserved for me.

it shocks my ears,
and tears at my heart.

but that is not all.

when you look bored and impatient
with my chatter
that i can't stop
because i am manic
when i am with you.

also:

when you call me names.

when i call you names.

when you show up late.

or worse, not at all.

when you forget
that i'm a girl
and girls
like to go out on dates.

when you hold my past against me.

when we fight all night.

when you tilt your phone away
so that i can't see the screen.

but nothing hurts worse

than never knowing any of these.