Good Deal

This is a sarcastic, and somewhat dirty take on high school infatuation.

Okay, let's
just

get this Over W/.

I'll confess my
infatuation,

& you'll offer me
no salvation

w/in the icy comfort
of your arms.

dejected, rejected,
yet nonetheless

infected
by the callous surface

of your charms,

I'll smile, laugh,
shrug it off,

& just go back to
rubbing off

in the bathroom
w/ thoughts of you

in mind.

after graduation, & the
inevitable separation,

you'll move on in life
& forget

I was ever real.

But, what the fuck;
life's supposed to suck.

When all is said and done,
Good Deal.