You liked a boy once.
Only for as long as he was chasing.
Your interest was fleeting as was his charm.
You found him intriguing because he showed you the wonders you had been forbidden.
He let you flip your skirt, kept you out after dark. Helped you mask the cigarettes on your breath.
With him you could live a double life.
With him you were a bad girl, calm and composed when there were too many eyes watching.
Never shied away when he offered his lunch money. Didn’t mind when he needed yours.
You liked playing the role. The loving supportive arm candy.
As long as he still had fireworks when your back hit against the wall. And later on when he struck a chord.
But after a while your appetite could not be satiated.
You discovered that you did not like a boy.
Never really liked a boy
You liked many boys.
Only if they were chasing.
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