A Poem Fit For A Girlfriend.

This was unexpected, you and I.

Something that can’t be explained.

According to the untrained eye,

we’re not even close to being the same.

I’m sure you thought what I thought,

that first night that we kissed:

together, we’d be pretty hot,

but apart, you wouldn’t be missed.

But something unique struck me,

as we began to date.

It turned from the grand idea of fucking

to something perhaps fueled by Fate.

I admit I don’t quite understand

why it is that we work so well,

but soon after this thing began,

I knew I’d fall – and I fell.

I still don’t have a clue

what you’ve done to me,

but the only girl I see is you

because you’re the only girl I want to see.

I feel like I’d be stupid

if I didn’t snag you up quick.

I’ve been hit by a dozen arrows from Cupid

and they all say “Jennifer Hicks.”

I want to go from you and I

to being a perfect “we.”

I can’t go another day without you as mine

because I’m yours and I want to be.

So I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine;

I want to take us there.

Be my girl because you’re one of a kind,

and no one else can even compare.