A prank,
You called it.

But deep inside,
You and I both know it.

You were not joking.
It was not a prank.

For if it was,
Why aren’t things the same?

Why did your actions
Stir such a change?

Summoning an unfamiliar
Miasma of awkwardness.

Robbing us of our comfort.
Eating away at our friendship.

If it was just a prank,
Why haven’t things reverted
Back to how they once were?

Before the moment
That you suddenly hollered
My name?

Before you kneeled,
Uttering a forsaken question
And making a vow,
Toward your sudden aim?

Why did you make a promise,
And then dismiss it,
With a look of shame?

Why did you try?
When you were already
Going to choose

To use an excuse
That is so lame?

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https://medium.com/microcosm/weekly-prompt-a-prankster-among-us-f243622f10ac

Tell us a fictional story inspired by a prank