Our summer song has ended,
For this love, I have pretended.
Far too long, was I within a lie,
As I've slept with, the grocer guy.
That's also a lie, but sometimes you gotta chase the rhyme, not matter what. Thing is though, I feel like I'm dating a criminal, the way you're always sneaking around on your tip-toes. "Oh, just keeping in practice!" Well you certainly stole my heart and now that I've gained some sense upon your wily ways! Also, if you're wondering why you're seeing this after we've had sex I mean.. can you blame me?! YOU ARE SO FOLDY.. I'll miss all the crazy scissoring positions and ways you'd wrap around me like some sorta.. sexy spidermonkey or scarf...
Spidermonkeyscarf.. hrm, no that wouldn't have been a good pet name.
Anyway, I've decided to move on, I can't live my life thinking you're secretly some cat burglar or something.