Poem: Magic-8 Love Story

Magic 8 Love Story

Freshman year:

Day one:

You asked for love.

Me:

“Don’t count on it.”

You:

“Outlook, not so good.”

 

Summer:

Nah man.

Still nah.

 

Sophomore year:

You:

“I’ve got a girl.”

You:

“She cheated… two days.”

Me:

“But you’re a good guy.”

Me:

“Reply hazy, try again.”

 

Summer:

Me:

“You’re still you.

But better, too.”

You:

“My sources say no.”

Me:

“But… perhaps…”

You:

“Look at that girl.”

 

Junior year:

Me:

“Should I…?”

You:

“There might be…”

Me:

“What if…?”

You:

“She said yes.”

Me:

“Better not tell you now.”

You:

“Two weeks in…”

Me:

“You okay?”

You:

“I’m fine…”

 

Senior year:

Both:

“Cannot predict now.”

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s