the strangest thing

"i'm familiar with that street", i told him.
i couldn't believe it. i punched in the address on my phone and cruised on auto-pilot.
i never expected to be cruising these streets again. i no longer had a reason to, after all.
when the phone told me to turn left, then a right...i remembered that day i heard her give me those same instructions. we chatted the last time i was on this straightaway.

i tried not to think of it.
i pushed it to the back of my mind until i got to my friend's house.
i simply HAD to look it up.
i hit the "view older messages" link and started to fast forward.
it WAS that street. a block and a half...a block and a f*(&@n half.

i tried my best to push it to the back of my mind. i enjoyed the company of my friend.
when it came time to leave, i made sure to head in the opposite direction of that place.

as fate would have it, i saw her parents. i waved...only to be unseen or ignored.
i suspect that would've been her reaction too.

i wanted to tell her. i wanted to call. i wanted to text. i even considered thinking about it until she responded. i didn't bother though. i can't be daydreaming that i mean anything to her. i don't.

you don't get it

all ride long it was something.
there's that one woman with her boobs hanging out that kept leaning forward.
yes, your boobs are nice. your smile is nicer.
but...you have no ears.

i don't feel like stomping down on what's left of my heart.
i want to just come to terms that i'm never right for anyone.
please leave me alone.

i pedal away from the crowd on my heavy ass bike.
my bike is not light, it just looks that way.

i plug in my tunes. the crowd starts to boogie.
everyone thinks i'm playing with my phone.
yeah...the tunes are coming from nowhere!

this woman with an ugly face starts rubbing up against me asking me to turn it up.
she explains about power plays and how she got me to do what she wanted...
actually, i just turned it up because it was too low.
leave me alone, please.