“She’s so cold,” she says

and I’m back in high school

when that girl

whose name I can’t even remember

(though I can see her smile

her hair

her cowboy walk)

confessed she’d thought I was the

biggest snob

because I was so quiet.

If she read my shyness

this way

is it any wonder

that I wonder

what you’re reading

when you say

I love you?

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