it's trouble, that it'll never work out
when
someone asks you
what your sign is,
or what your love
language is.
it's doomed from the jump.
but you play along,
because she's nice and she just
cooked you
homemade lasagna.
I don't know,
you say, does it really matter?
yes, it does,
she says.
what month, what year,
what day
were you born.
you tell her,
and then she jumps from her
chair and exclaims,
oh my God,
you're an Aquarius too.
okay.
and what's your love language?
what's that?
are you a giver, a person
that touches,
do you need
verbal affirmation?
are you a pleaser kind of person.
ummm.
i don't know.
depends on if i've been drinking
a lot, or if or in a good
or bad mood.
if i'm stuck in traffic you
don't want to be around me.
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