i drag my feet,
feeling pathetic for realizing
with a sad little pang
that richard won't ask
me to prom again this year.

he won't even be going
to a prom, he'll be in
australia, with that
girl of his, doing much more
fun things than going to a
stupid high school prom.

silly me, wanting him to ask me
(seriously or not)
for the third year in a row.

i always hated declining.