I Wish this was a Joke
I am in love again
I never thought I'd see the day
It was among things I had forgotten
How to feel in eigth grade
The first time that I met him
I was seventeen
And for a reason unannounced
All the school was called to the library
He, for his part, was in mourning
I, for mine, was not
He told me that his dad died
I told him Pyramid Head was hot
I asked about cremation
And the circumstance of demise
He confirmed incineration
And so I called the corpse precooked and suggested sides
Then I did a split and walked away
He was too shocked to be sad
He told me later I had made his day
And now is the best friend I've ever had
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