She Said Something About Me Being A Good Listener. I Don't Know, I Wasn't Paying Attention.

I've forgotten where exactly.

We never had a song together, but we sure as hell had a life together.

Sugar, Spice, n Everything Nice.

That's what girls are made of.

I loved how the universe manifested itself as her. And for that brief moment in billions of years, I was there for it.

My thoughts of her rise to the top,

like fizzy bubbles in my soda pop.

It is written in the stars above - that we shall never meet,

any more than lovely moon - will ever meet the beach.

To gaze upon her pale shade - mirrored off the sea,

and have her waves break on the shore - for all eternity.

Eagerly I pray for tides - like the thirsty pray for drink,

to hear the music from the foam - and sea's tranquility.

I feel her pulling on my heart - with all her gravity,

a gentle language that she sends - spoken just for me.

Yet it's written in the stars above - that we shall never meet,

but when I feel her moonlit glow - I'll wait here happily.

Idea.

If I was Burger King I'd make a better Whopper and call it The Whoppest.

People have the wonderful ability to tell you exactly what they need; most of the time they don't mean what they say.

My fat ass: *looks at the nutrition label*

"If you adjust calories for inflation, I'm actually under eating."