Through the lobby they go
High School Swim Team
Sixteen year old girls
In short shorts
With perfect buttcheeks
Hanging out
Decoreated with the word
Pink
One brunette dancing to
The music in her head
Two blondes giggling
Their whole lives in front of them
Laid out like a golden road
Light shining down on them
From the heavens above
Bringing to life
The word Abercrombie
Scrawled across their chests
Not a care in the world
Except maybe what
Alyssa told Kaitlyn
about Austin and Alexa
In 2nd hour English

My hate doesn't spring from jealousy, just regret.
I'm stressed the fuck out.