it's statistically proven
that sad girls are the hottest girls.
I am wearing a Gin Blossoms shirt,
baggy plaid jeans with Etnies like it is 1996 or something;
all that's missing is a skateboard.
the crush is here, too,
an Amanda behind a counter
with bangs and steely eyes.
jumping in place,
we hold on because there is nothing else to grab.
...I am a time traveler, after all.