Said it, wut u gunna do??
why do we want boyfriends?
then when potentials come along,
Not want boyfriends.
Like, what?
what's so good about them?
don't answer that.
where are all the good ones?
With all the wrong girls.
i believe in love again..
i don't know why.
or when it happened.
Despite all the logic and hard-headed sense i've been trying to train myself to have...
i notice it at work.
Like today,
i sat a freshman girl with her lanky boyfriend.
at the window seat for two.
they laughed the whole time.
This time next year one will probably be broken-hearted.
i hope it's him.
because it probably won't be.
I also sat a wrinkly white-haired couple for dinner.
at the other window seat.
They were chatty, smiley.
they got dessert when they finished their meals.
This time next year one will probably be dead.
i hope it's both.
because those desserts are too sweet to finish alone.
