The Prom I Never Had

Brenna Sweeney

At the prom I never had,

you held my hand & I kissed you on the cheek.

When you asked me to go,

you said it was supposed to be ironic.

That’s just an indie boy way

of saying you want to but won’t admit it.

At the prom I never had,

my dress was blue,

sky blue,

the color of my eyes

& drug store eyeliner

& not letting you grope me

when I’m too drunk to stand.

I almost wore a suit,

& almost convinced you to wear a dress,

but in the end

we’re just shadows of our parents.

At the prom I never had,

I still wasn’t what I wanted

or

what you wanted,

either.