It's Opposite Day.

Why do I avoid you?
 
Is it because I hurt still, because that old scars never heal?
 
No, it's not that.
 
Is it because you killed me?
 
No, not that either.
 
Is it because every time I look at you
I see all of the embarrassment I went through for you in one glance?
 
No, probably not.
 
But,
it's Opposite Day.
This poem is about: 
Me

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