So what’s stopping me… a few “fetishes”, a need for the intimacy, all of womankind, who knows really; okay so I could be a better person I suppose. “Happily… Ever… Whatever” that would be too much especially for a “first” just the opportunity…
Better to say nothing, but I have a heart, I have “something else”, and I have fingers, and all those things seem to outrun my brain, so why not blame Cupid and Siri. Cupid Mobile… think I need a better mobile plan.
She looks at me, I look at her and pow, or maybe boom; hearts say so many things and we’re listening or I’m listening, can’t speak for her. “Sweet Something Speak”… sweet nothings but lovers have their ways but me, I can’t tell her this way, that way
Truth be told I like reading a whole lot more, I’ve never had a girl over to my place, and yes I’m a bit late for the “Netflix and Chill” phenomenon but introducing a girl to your playroom only works if you’re Christian Grey. For the Love of Netflix
We can be heroes… or villains when it comes to love; I know the things love can do to you, and sometimes it’s just no good. Love can also be a miracle, our own way of saving the world but why does the world need saving, The Calamity of a Miracle
Holding up the wall, examining a potted plant, oh and isn’t that an interesting painting… what are excuses for not being on the dancefloor with a pretty girl. I’m supposed to be all grown up; then again I didn’t go to my prom either, Wallflower Eden.
If a man wants an angel he must create a Heaven for her to live in… but who needs angels in Heaven? Now I don’t need saving but if my angel is on the way anyway I can at least try to make her comfortable… afterwards Cupid’s Home Improvement
Write what you know but if I finally did know I’d probably be so busy “doing IT” that I wouldn’t really want to write it down and if I did it would only be for her maybe. “Noticed the Bedroom”… well I notice her but will she ever notice me?