In 6th grade
I got my first boyfriend
In 6th grade
I got my first kiss
In 6th grade
I got my first taste of the term
"Boys will be boys"
When my boyfriend cheated on me
And as I asked him about it all he said in resonse was
"It meant nothing, I still love you."
As if his love was a privilage that I should have felt honored
To have caught the eye of
Because there were so many other girls
That he could have claimed as his own
And then broke their hearts
I was lucky
But my heart wasn't broken
In 6th grade
In 7th grade I got my second serving
Whe the boy I thought I loved grabbed me by the wrists
As his nails sank in
My body trembling, found nothing but venom in his eyes
That I thought were only suppose to be radiating different shades of green
Or maybe it was love
I don't know
It's becoming really hard to tel tell the difference
Because
You know
"Boys will be boys"
In 7th grade
In 6th grade I knew a girl
With aubrun hair and olive eyes
Skin that looked like milk but smelt like honey
She had this rich, beautiful laugh
That made my good days... so much better
But my bad days worse
No matter how many boys I got to call my own over those next three years
I knew where my heart was
My heart was with her
In 6th grade
I wanted her
Her skin
With those freckles that God so thoughtfully placed
In all the right places
That boy that cheated on me
Was nothing compared to her smile while she was laughing
I looked at her mouth sometimes while she was talking
And just wondered what it would be like, if i put mine with hers
I didn't know what I was doing I was just thinking
She was beautiful..
In 7th grade.
