When I look into your eyes, I feel like I won a prize,
the prize of winning your car and credit card account.
Like a fat boy that’s into cake, I’m hooked on your flaws and your integrity.
The memories we share are bestowed in my iPhone,
like peanut butter and jelly, we were one.
We had our moments, but like a linebacker you came running back.
Luckily, we are stronger than a football team.
Unlike, haters that would wish to see me fail,
I see them tripping down stairs.
Growing old and discovering new adventures.
You could be the Tarzan to my Jane but lets get back to reality