Confession poem

It has been six years
but I can still remember the shame
the embarrassment, the lies and
the fear of getting caught.

Jalousy made me do it.
Lame right?
Everyone else had one
I felt left out. Again.

I called him Thomas
like the cute boy from the team
Pretend phonecalls, lying about him moving
How could people not see through it?

I don't remember when I stopped
but I remember the day I confessed
to my two best friends.
I was so ashamed.

No we laugh about it
but I still remember how lonely I felt
the shock the first time I lied about you.
My fake boyfriend.