Tomorrow night on the beach, we'll have a picnic; only deserts
Sweet morsels touching your lips by accident
Then snapping at the spoon just before the cream falls
Oh, I get butterflies just thinking about it
Mixed with the smile you give me when I describe the menu
I'll prepare for this "kindergarten crush" date
I'll workout, reserve the spot, and of course think about it ALL day
An hour before, I call and no response
Maybe she's in the shower :)
I'll add a text, "call me back"
An hour later, no response :(
I've been stood up
This feeling is one of a loser that has paid his heart as the entry fee
Only to be told, you're disqualified
It happens, but it hurts
I guess... more desert for me
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