Valentine's Day

Slowly, carefully I finished the card

It was huge, lopsided, and sticky

But I had made it myself

And I'm sure trunks will like it

Even if I did spell valentine wrong

Trunks was always so popular

With boys and girls alike

I was almost afraid to go see him

But me and trunks had been friends

For a long, long time

And he probably won't mind

Valentine's day was finally here

And I was really scared

Sure we were dating outside of school

But inside, I'm not so sure

I walked to him slowly in the one class we shared

His posy all stopped talking to stare at me

After a long awkward silence, I shoved him the card

And for a minute I saw his eyes sparkle

But then the cruel laugh started

"Queers! Queers! You guys are fag!"

Trunks' eyes filled with tears

The yells got louder and meaner

I reached for trunks, but I couldn't reach

So I turned and ran

Out of the class. Out of the school

I never wanted to stop

But I did stop, eventually

Angry and hating the world

But less than an hour later

He was there, right behind me

Resting his hand on my shoulder

He scooted closer, and I scooted away

Just letting him stay close enough to touch me

"Goten," he started slowly, voice shaking

He started twice, then stopped

Finally he said

"I liked the card you gave me,"

I didn't move, but I let him get closer

Until I could feel his body shaking

" I'm so sorry!" he sobbed into my back

Soaking my shirt with tears and snot

I turned to face him

Pulling his head to my chest

Petting him gently, but lost in thought.

Finally I have to ask

"but what about your friends trunks

What will they think of you now?"

And trunks sat laughing

Holding me close, kissing my face

"I don't care about them,

I love you ten!"

Then he kissed me, oh he kissed me

Sending warm feelings all through my body

But yet I was unhappy

Needing proof this was open and true

He was giddy and lovey

And promised he would

He would come out and scream it

Showing the world what he really was

The next day of school we walked in

Hand-in-hand

Both just happy with life

Waving and smiling t everyone we passed

When trunks' posy saw us

Their laughs were just as mean

But we both just grinned

And kissed each other

Right then and there

Only stopping

To whisper loving secrets to each other

And even though we both got detention

We got detention together