about to order Chinese food,
while you're either figure skating
or hiding in your Harrison Ford bedroom,
checking my blog before dinner with Dale and Pat...
So how about you just call me
or text me and we play nice,
pretend that we are happy,
and get moving on the next phase,
perhaps friendship?
I am trying here,
and I know you are reading this,
but again I do not know why,
although I have my theories,
yet I ultimately don't care,
because I just want you in my life.