I went out with a new guy tonight A business major and heartthrob He even held the door open for me, and brought some peonies All of the girls approve, a little too much Playfully asking if he has any similar friends But in my head, I think of how he talked too much And how I could never picture him kissing the nape of my neck like you do And how that indian food we ate, wasn't the most kick-*** aphrodisiac, either He is amazing And it's really not about the food, or his perfectly pressed button-down shirt
it's about you it's just my heart and brain are classically conditioned to despise and discourage anyone but you in some ***** white t-shirt your dark hair a thick mess, scruffy faced standing at the foot of your bed, smiling at me
I wrote this at about 3am saturday. It's basically blabbing and realization but it felt good to write