Dancing With Olivia

thirty

i slammed my fists

against my locker,

making two indents

where it should be flat.

idiot.

i never should have spoken a word to her

at that dance.

i never should have danced with her

and made her laugh,

the laugh i fell in love with.

i never should have pursued her

when she clearly did not

want to be pursued.

i never should have fallen

so deeply

for

olivia.