So there’s this girl
So there’s this girl. Please, hold your applause.
She makes me feel 6’2″ tall. I hear you saying, “But Dylan, aren’t you exactly that height?” I am. It’s that good.
I don’t yet know if it works in that special way you hope all relationships work and neither do you and neither does she. But this thing’s got legs. And so does she.
- curse like a sailor
- cook like Emeril
- ride a bike in heels
- smooch like a black-and-white film star
- brains out to here
- looks out to there
Doubts and worries? I got ‘em. Commitment issues? I have a subscription. Turkey and swiss on wheat? We eat ‘em, then none of that stuff seems to matter so much.