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olivia anne Feb 2019
i made up this glorified version of you in my mind
who was someone i could see myself
loving for the rest of my life.
the real you is someone
who goes back and forth between
needing me
and acting like i’m not even there.
We were in an “acting like i’m not even there” phase for a while and then you asked if I was going to the basketball game tonight. It was weird to hear from you.
olivia anne Feb 2019
you can tell a lot about a guy by what kind of music he turns on when you’re in the car.

there was the guy whose bass blew out my eardrums
who texted the entire way there.

there was the sweet guy who cued up his rap playlist but turned it down a couple notches so he could hear what i had to say.

but my favorite to ride with was the guy who turned the random radio station down and talked to me for thirty minutes about life and the future.
i still don’t know what song was playing.
olivia anne Feb 2019
maybe i’m losing you
because we went so fast
and time is finally catching up with us.
i wrote this 3 months ago but it’s even more true these days.
olivia anne Feb 2019
i have one friend
who i can sit and talk to for hours
about politics and
feminism
and Christianity.

i have another
who makes us all question everything.
he always asks “why?”
he has an ability to form an opinion so different from what is “normal.”

i also have a friend
who sings so loudly
even though he doesn’t sound the best...
he is a leader among us,
and he shoots free throws with me in the gym after church.

i have one more friend
who i’ve known for a very long time
and who is so goofy.
he’s always doing something funny
and he’s one of the most loyal people i’ve ever met.

one i know i’ll be friends with forever,
another i’ll probably consult every so often if i have an important deep question.
another who is looking at the basketball team of the school who’s journalism program i love,
and my family will always be connected to the other one’s.
it worries me to think about the future;
i’m living so strongly in the now.
olivia anne Feb 2019
why
do i feel required
to undermine my intelligence
around smart boys?
why is it so ingrained in us as children
that being beautiful is more important
than being smart;
that talking too loud or too much isn’t attractive
that boys don’t like someone smarter than them?
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