Entitled "High School Olympics"

The games we play are so cruel

The rules are ever changing

The hula hoops that we both jump through

To keep each other satisfied are causing

My bubble-gut emotions to turn

It saddens me that you would allow

Your heart to be passed around like

Like a baton rather than place it in my trophy case

Still I can’t pull myself away from the game

The thought of swimming laps in that Olympic size pool entices me even more

My mind and body are endlessly in a Greco Roman grudge match

You play target practice with my heart

When anyone ask what we are

The look on your face pierces a bull’s-eye every time

The sad reality of our situation

Makes me in my emotions want to surf

On Grey goose and Alize waves

After I finish I go home and curl into a ball

Only to fight through 12 more rounds tomorrow

Trust me I got the scars to prove

Ice-skating on every word that comes out of my mouth

Just to make sure the blade that is your tongue

Does not have a reason to slice my pride

As the onlookers called our friends stare in amazement of my misery

I’ve been training all my childhood

No matter how many shots

I put it in the gym

I will never have that buzzer beater moment

With you known as our first kiss

As we inch closer and closer to senior year

I shed a soft tear at the idea of you sailing away without return

Hopefully my back will be strong enough

To lift the weight of regret off my shoulders

I will never get to be at the ceremony known as our wedding

Finally getting the gold medal opportunity to call you my wife

At least I had enough courage to play the game

Even though some days it literally almost killed me