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.