Aftermath


Nice to see you

Super nice to see you

Extremely super nice to see you

Immensely extremely super nice to see you

Overly immensely extremely super nice to see you

Why is it so overly immensely extremely super nice to see you?

Oh how I wish it weren't so overly immensely extremely super nice to see you!

Tell me why, exactly is is so incredibly overly immensely extrmely super nice to see you

Because I really do wish it weren't so incredibly overly immensely extremely super nice to see you!

Because. . .


You take everything I know and throw it in the trash compacter

Until it's nothing more than a metal cube sluggishly moving along a conveyor belt

You make my every action seem so incredibly special

You make me feel special

And not just in the "special" kind of way either!

You're not afriad to show a girl some affection

Be it merely friendly or secretly something else

I can be completely myself when I'm with you

I don't have to worry about what you'll say in response

Because I know it won't get me mad or upset me

I know it will make me laugh for ages

Make me forget why I was ever tense in the first place


Yet, when we part

You always leave me with some kind of confusion

Some kind of question

Do I really feel this way?

Do you really feel the way I think you do?

Or is it that I hope you do?

You abandon me with my thoughts

My jumbilyah of emotions

Leave an unsettling feeling in my stomach

It's hard to take it all in

For I still am very confused about another someone

And this is too crazy for my own good

Yes, too crazy for me

It's shocking


Yet, I must admit, it really was so incredibly overly immensely extremely super nice to see you!