A poem, perhaps, about the struggles of dating in high school.
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All convoluted and shit.
but we kind of play their game
At least I do, signals and all that.
I hate that shit, for all one knows, they could be grabbing at nothing.
will it get easier?
There have always been those moments of lucidity and complacence, but alas they're transient.
me: I really wish I could go back to those moments.
I could say: "forget school, forget work, forget home, forget xbox."
And just be.
They're so simple, so instinctual. They're irresistible.
Why must there be long lapses in those moments?