I haven’t seen or heard from her all day.
When class starts, I resign myself
to the fact that Daisy’s not here today.
But then she bursts in.
“I’m sorry I’m late, sir. It won’t happen again.”
When she sits down next to me,
she whispers, “This is for you.”
She slides me
a folded sheet of paper with my name on.
Dear Michael,
I hope you’re okay.
I’m sorry I didn’t get to read your letter.
When you left, Kieran picked it up.
He told me I was coldhearted.
I’m sorry.
I was taken by surprise.
If it helps you to know,
I’m bisexual. Are you?
I thought you and Daisy were together.
I’ve got a girlfriend.
She’s at a different school.
I reckon I love her.
You seem wonderful.
And brave.
I’m sure you’ll find someone.
See you in drama.
Rowan :)
Daisy wants to hang out
after school but I want to go straight
home. I’m thinking about what it means
