her hair flicks and hands wave.
he walks past smelling of aftershave.
one kiss they have together
a tear forms like a falling feather.
how the hell can he be with her.
I know she is like red silver fir
but really? them two together?
makes me look forward to bad weather.
I thought he'd ask me out on my birthday.
but he asked her.....on my birthday.
yep I loved that birthday present
good god im not in heaven