As i walked into the party i began to have second thoughts. What was i doing here anyway? These aren't my friends, this isn't my 'part of town' and it isn't really my kind of party either.
Oh right, i came here....for you. Which was stupid considering you'll never notice. I say that because I've walked by you easily 10 and a half times. Yeah, i realize that your radar may only pick up on hot, skinny, tanned, modelesque girls, but does it ever malfunction?? Will i ever show up on your grid?
As i walked by you for the last time, i noticed you and your Friends were up to your childish games again. "Top Ten Tits". A piece of paper in class, a martini napkin at the party...what will it be on next, some girls torn up lingerie?
It's times like these when i wonder why I'm so interested in you. You're nothing special...well ...to the cheerleaders and bathing suit models. You're not that special because you're an easy catch...i guess I'm just not using the right bait.
Maybe, one day....when we're older, you will no longer be 'the guy who everyone wants', and I'll no longer be 'the girl who...wait who is she'.
Maybe one day when we are older, wiser, and hopefully less like we were in high school, you'll notice me. You'll see me for the first time as i walk into a telephone pole, or as i bump into someone on the street. I always thought being clumsy would get me nowhere, but maybe it'll be just the thing to get me noticed.
By the way...while you were asleep in chemistry, i took the liberty of re-wiring your radar....see you tomorrow...if you don't see me first! ;)
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"I took the liberty of re-wiring your radar" is only the best line out of a piece of excellent line. Approval.
ReplyDeleteI disapprove of your choice in boys.
ReplyDeleteLike really, Sam.
really.