this cold weather makes me wonder of her.
her face might be gorgeous as fuck.
her body might be flawless.
i just wanna feel her soft face in my hands as i press my lips on hers.
"hey, jack!"
i turned around and there was nash.
"you comin' to my party, tonight?"
"for sure, man. but, can i bring johnson and s-"
"they're already in the vip list with you my other friend." he explained.
"oh. well, i'll see you later, man." i exhaled.
"are you a'right, bro?" he asked.
"yeah. well, no. it's just that there's this girl. i've seen her like two times and haven't talked to her." i told him.
"oh, sorry, bro. hey, maybe she'll be at the party." he said, enthusiastically.
"maybe." i lied.
i know she wouldn't be there.
she probably has a boyfriend and i'm thinking about her all day.
ugh, i can't stop, though.
oh by the way, this song is based off the song "the bakery" by the arctic monkeys, so go listen to it bc that ding