I took my girlfriend to an improv show the other night and during intermission we were passionately arguing over whether half a 5 Hour Energy shot would give you 2.5 hours of energy or 5 hours of half-assed energy so we turned around to ask the opinions of the three people behind us and one of them said “Are all your arguments like this because we heard you in the lobby earlier fighting over the right way to pronounce ‘egg’?”
I really don’t think I want this to happen to me.
I told her I felt like the sun
She didn’t quite know what that means.
I told her I felt like the moon
She said I keep changing like the leaves.
I said I’m sorry, darling. With a space to grow and restless feet.
I’m searching for something that feels like home
And this town is nothing but a stack full of records without melodies stuck on repeat.
I told her I felt like leaving
She swallowed cold coffee and we never spoke again.