HOPE & MAYBE LOVE BOATS

5

We'd meet every night under the ruse of studying for the SAT. Khan Academy practice. I would make a cup of tea and we would bring snacks for each other and ourselves. We'd answer the questions and ask each other for help. The timed sessions would always get us because we ended up talking even when we should've been working. I wonder if you still have that poem I wrote for you once because you had something you wanted to say. It just wasn't the right time in your eyes. I didn't want to pressure you, so I typed something on your computer, and you sat in silence contemplating telling me.

"i need to tell you something."
"what is it?"
"i think i like my best friend."
"...?"
"my best friend is a girl"