My Outfits

A black tank top and a flowered skirt.
You came late to the first meeting.
When I looked at you, I smiled.
I knew I would be ok after this breakup.

A grey t-shirt and overalls.
It was my first callback for a musical.
We didn’t sing together,
But I wanted to so bad.

A gold jacket and skirt.

We held hands during Act 2.
Your friend pushed our heads together and said to kiss.
You walked away and I was crushed.

A red skull sweater and jeans.
We went to a diner after the show.
You pulled me onto your lap and I leaned into you.
I felt giddy with excitement.

A blue sweater and leggings.
It was the first time we ever sang together.
I was nervous to sing in front of everyone,
But you being there made it all better.

A red sweater and leggings,
You put your arm around me and held my hand.
Everyone could see us.
I knew you liked me then.

A white sweater and jeans.
We went to Hartford to see a show.
You held my hand during the show and sang to me.
I rested my head on you on the bus ride.

A gold dress and heels.
It was my first time at winter formal.
You kissed me back during the last song.
I was so happy we were together.

A black and white sweater and jeans.
You came to my house to watch movies.
We kissed the whole time.
I had never felt that wonderful before.

A read sweater and jeans.
It was the first time I met your parents.
We kissed and cuddled on your couch.
Neither of us wanted me to leave.

A grey sweater and jeans.
We watched Mean Girls on my couch.
You took control and were a gentleman.
I didn’t want you to go home.

A white sweater and black skirt.
I drove you home from Gregg's.
We kissed after singing along to my mix CD.
It was the last time I’d kiss you like that.

A black top and high-waisted pants
I fell asleep on you during the plays.
You called me hun and gave me cookies.
It was better than winning an award.

A grey sweater and leggings.
It was right after rehearsal.
You said we should still be friends.
I didn’t stop crying for weeks.

A t-shirt and high-waisted jeans.
It was Battle of the Bands.
Your parents apologized for you breaking up with me.
I got sick from the nuts I ate and listening to you sing.

A black and white top and high-waisted jeans.
I ran into you at Guitar Center.
You recognized me just by my hands on your shoulder.
Never before had I wanted to kiss you that much.

A flannel and olive pants.
I get to see you tomorrow.
You probably don’t care or want to see me.
But I’ve missed you a lot.