I saw you today,
with her upon you,
don't give a damn,
but couldn't help,
writing a poem on
you, again!
She likes black,
so you buy her that,
say she loves you,
and you believe it?
well, i don't care!
eating quesadilla,
and Starbucks,
d'you get deja vu?
i get it too, when
i see...