I ramble when I get nervous
And to this day
That's what you make me
So when I start talking at 11 pm
And you finally stop me at 1 am
I know I got lost talking
Telling stories and making jokes
Until I lost whatever opportunity
Had me so nervous
We had plans
YOU ARE READING
poetry
PoetryI may seem like an insufferable nerd-tastic idiot, but I'm actually pretty poetic
