Josh2016 Bruce - Testosterone Heart

I pick you up for our thirty-second date in my Dad's car, an Audi
To my friends I call you a ten
A knockout
DAMN!
But to your face I say you're beautiful
Stunning
And yeah it's high school relationship
But I am head over heels down the rabbit hole in love with you
One hand on the wheel I reach for your hand
So this is what happiness is
We go to the museum and I kiss you in front of the homo-erectus exhibit
That's not the only thing that's erectus.
Fank Sinatra plays in my head because I like the classics and
You make me feel there are songs to be sung
Bells to be rung
I can't wait to tell my boys all about second base waiting for me in the car
But when we get there you say you aren't feeling very good
You tell me you need to get home
I drive and don't worry because I know how much you like me
Outside your house I begin to walk you up to your door
But instead you say something that I can't decipher
Repeat it
Those aren't words you're supposed to say
I didn't do anything to cause this
I like you so much and there is no reason I can understand
Where I want to find tears and regret in your eyes I see disinterest
A vocab word from the one test I didn't fail because you helped me study
I love you don't leave me you're wrong I have never been this happy before
Please
Please
Please
But instead I grin cockily and tell you it's fine
These things happen
It was fun
And on Monday my boys will listen to me say I broke up with you
Tell me you're a bitch
My heart attempts to make a break in thirty-two different directions
Thirty-two perfect memories
But I don't let it
I tell it I'm fine
Because having your heart broken is for pussies.

Josh2016 Bruce

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