So I started thinking about this guy who is imo, a perfect man.
Then I started thinking well, what if this happens.
Next I thought then this could happen.
Thinking and thinking,
Tying my stomach into knots.
I want a boyfriend someday.
This guy who has faults is still, imo, a perfect man.
Woman can’t help but notice him.
He’s adorable and funny.
Imo, what woman wouldn’t want to date this man!
I could gush on and on like a school girl
But I am having a case of life timing issues.
Life is such a bitch sometimes.
So sad that I can’t try to date this man.
Monku, monku, monku…
The only solution is to just be friends
That maybe someday
(Please allow for a moment of daydreaming)
My heart is a flutter with hope
But my life is a clutter with too much other crap.
And fyi (idk if this is true but), women have 50+ hormones messing with their bodies and minds.
So I have problems
But I can find solutions to my insanity.
My first solution is to take a nap
And dream about the perfect man that I can’t date because I am insane.
I’m blaming the hormones and taking some motrin!