Do You Even Actually Like Me?
Do you like me?
Honestly,
And I don’t mean romantically.
Cause you say we’re friends
But it feels like
When I walk into a room you leave
And your touching me almost constantly
On days you feel like touch
But you slap my hand and move away
At even just a brush
You squeeze my cheeks
And smack my head
Insult me with a smile
But is it really friendly banter
Or am I just in denial?
Because when we hug
And share music
I feel like I could fly
You truly are my best friend here
Without you I would die
But when you brush me off again
Or randomly start to fight me
I can not stop myself from thinking
Do you even actually like me?
Copyright © Ilaria Hobbs | Year Posted 2023
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