Ode to a woman that didn't give a shit.
Well, Shawn Bradford
You're leaving to get married tomorrow.
You went out drinking with me a few times.
I had a few sexual fantasies about you.
You're ass is fine.
You talked about yourself constantly and would glaze over when I mentioned anything about myself.
You made me feel comfortable with you at times.
I showed up to every function you invited me to and you did the same for me.
It wasn't really friendship, but it was something.
anyway, sorry to see you go, and I'm sorry I never tapped that ass.