Unambiguous

Dressing in the hallway in front of the open locker
I don't even know him

"Hi"
"Hey"
"What's up"
He lets me do what he won't let others do,
The morning only brings us horrible conversation

"Bad day"
"I know, me too"
He coaches soccer, his mother sews my dresses, everyone's dresses
I always change in front of her

"You going to lunch?"
"Yeah eventually"
Sometimes he stops me in the hallway by my arm

"Hey, why's it a bad day?"
"1400 things"
"You're sensitive"
We met when he decided to let me what he doesn't let others,
this decision based solely on nothing

"!! I don't want to be sensitive!"
"Why"
"Because it's a bad thing"
"It is. I am too" "You take things personally and then can't get over them"

Looking into my locker,
I don't even know him