highlight painted on her cheeks

everyone is holding cups filled with a mix

of a thousand types of alcohol

and my friends come up to me,

but i don’t know what to say

because all i’m thinking about is

how gorgeous she is and i can’t stop myself

from stealing forbidden glances at

her because god, her smile is something else

the way her wavy bobbed hair dances in the evening breeze is

something else

she calls me over and i think

i amost faint

at the sound of her voice

because despite being friends for a year,

today it hit me like those first highs

today i stop ignoring feelings for someone

who’s not a boy

even though the world doesn’t know yet,

today i know