At the dance

He likes her, but not like
that, you know what I mean?
Only, she doesn’t get
it, and he hasn’t found
a way to tell her yet.

He likes her, but not like
he would like a girlfriend.
His teenage heart beats loud
for one of her friends, who
can’t see him in the crowd.

He likes her, but not like
he should, the idiot.
It just wouldn’t occur
to his hair-gelled brain that
if he ever tells her

he likes her, but not like
that, he will be breaking
both their hearts. She won’t wait
for him, and when he comes
back, it will be too late.

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About Andrew Kreider

I'm a poet and musician,transplanted from London, England to beautiful northern Indiana. By day I am a stay-at-home dad with our three kids while my amazingly talented spouse conquers medical school one long shift at a time. At night, I'm a performer and trouble-maker. I love my life.

2 responses »

  1. You took me back to 1977. Wonderful!

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  2. This reminds me of a lot of my unrequited loves I held in school. Most of them were gay guys, but I DID love them "like that." They simply couldn't reciprocate, but they made great dates! AmyHere's one I wrote on the subject:http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2012/02/08/ive-been-there-plus-more-on-freds-book/

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