We’re Just Friends by J. P. Comeau

Jake defended me when I was bullied in school.
It’s how we became friends, then best friends.
Everyone thought that we were dating… but nah…
Then one fine day, he picked up his bags and left.
Moved out of town. Became a billionaire.
I read about him in the gossip columns over the years.
I remember one article in particular.
He was holding hands with a woman who looked like
a plastic doll.
I wasn’t jealous.
Not a all.
That’s when I stopped looking. Moved on with my life.
But then the phone rang.
It was him.
Ugh.
That irresistible voice reminded me of my crush.
But we were just friends back in the day.
Could we remain the same now?