hey you pretty
little blonde
with transparent makeup
broken eyeliner, broken
eyes that say maybe
you’ve seen it all
maybe it really isn’t all
it’s cracked up to be
this is for you
though i know you’ll never know
you’ll go through your life
and i’ll go through mine
and we won’t meet
we were looking for an exit
we got lost together
we joked, we laughed
it was so cold, the doors were locked
and we took the longest route possible
your smile glimmered like the sun
i put my hands in my pockets
when at last we parted
ten minutes later
i waved my hand
you waved yours
thanks for the memory
thanks for being fucking real
sorry i never got your name
maybe i should have,
should i have, i don't
know was there a
connection?
wishful thinking, i guess
it was nice to meet you
it was, i’ll see you
i’ll never see you again
goodbye
