maybe
i'll see you at that party
saturday night
with all
the cool
kids
maybe
we could sit on the couch
stained
with last year's romance
we could make out
and pretend
we're having a good time
we could
go home together
wake up
and tell the usual
white lies
of "i'll call you"
and "we should hook up again"
we can
act
like it meant something
kiss
like we know
each other's
names