the new shoes i bought don't fit very well.

i walked to you and told you my last name

you said 'i know your last name, and your middle name'

i looked at your face and smiled

we were together, standing next to each other

i am friends with your sister and a couple of rabbits as well

i stood in the grass on a lawn once and connected to the internet

it wasn't fun at all

i feel fifty-eight percent more content about life around you

seems like you don't care about this

seems like if i told you this in person you would say 'aww' or something

i feel like nothing when i am not around you

is that okay?

is it okay for a person who exists and is capable of performing actions to feel like nothing?

who is doing the math for these problems?

i just decided to make this poem one line longer and am happy with that decision