I can still smell your cheap cologne on my bed, On my CAL hoodie And in my hair.
I don't know how I tolerated you for so long Your hands were always ***** and covered in car-grease Sometimes your hair was too messy And your eyebrows were uneven.
We had nothing in common You were a liar And It was my passion to expose the truth. You were bottom class I was a famous superstar.
High school dropout mechanic Honor student debater.
But somehow In some way Your smile captivated my heart.
And you and I were one.
This is my first poem in a while. I'm still kinda rusty. Feedback is well appreciated :D