so, what?
i put on some eyeliner and change my name,
and now you don't say hello to me anymore
you used to be happy to see me.
i was always happy to see you.
we were friends. good friends
i smoked my first cigarette with you.
in the deck chairs behind the freshman dorm.
you've spoken to me once since i came out.
a quick hello, in a crowded room.
i remember the end of last year.
we were moving out of the dorms at the same time.
you must have walked by me at least 10 times.
our cars were right next each other.
no hello.
you were with your mom.
i met her once, before i stopped existing in your world.
i was alone.
if it was before, maybe you would have helped me carry my things.
but not now.
im not angry.
i understand why you act this way.
but it hurts.