“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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