1.
I’ve bought a hundred flowered dresses,
but they don’t leave the closet.
I think that maybe if I sing enough about love,
I’ll actually feel it.
2.
I found a boy in the library,
but he prefers to watch T.V.
I sit next to him and read a book,
while he talks into his headset.
I think I love him.
He’s not so sure.
3.
Library Boy breaks my heart.
Picks some girl named Smirnoff instead.
Says he can’t love me,
that I’m not easy to talk to.
But I’m not the one glued to the screen.
4.
My twin bed is suddenly too large,
my pillow doesn’t hold me like he did,
and I can’t go back to the library.
I don’t know if I’m crying over him
or the late fees.
5.
I walk with my headphones in,
mouthing the words to a Lana Del Ray song
about love in the California desert.
The plot of a romantic comedy
plays again and again in my head.
6.
To the world, I must look ignorant—
dumb grin and wide eyes.
If only they knew about the dresses.
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