Sometimes I wish, during lonely nights like these
I had someone here, who wouldn't mind if I started bawling my eyes out in front of him/her
Someone whose shoulder I can lean on when I feel defeated
And someone who could handle my neuroses,
Even if it's only a handful of them that he/she can put up with.
We could get awesomely cheap Chinese food after classes on Friday
And I wouldn't even mind
Because your company would easily mask the taste of the MSG.
Or we could go shopping at the mall
Well, I guess would only be window shopping,
But you could push me beyond my comfort zone
By repeatedly complaining about how my wardrobe needs more color.
(But only after we stop by Gamestop so I can ogle at games I wish I could play.)
Maybe we wouldn't be taking the same classes,
But I can certainly appreciate how you plow through organic chemistry
Or write paper after paper about old, yellowing English novels
It really doesn't matter as long as we can moan and complain together at the end of the day.
Maybe you wouldn't quite understand
Why I get so excited over the news of a new generation of Pokemon
(They're on the fifth generation with a total of 649, by the way)
Or why I insist on sleeping with at least ten stuffed animals on my bed,
But that's ok
As long as you don't make fun of my Nemo plushie for having a special fin
We should get along just fine.
Chances are, I'll probably never compliment your new haircut
Or tell you that you're "so totally not fat"
But would you honestly prefer vapid verbal compliments like these
Over my famed chocolate Kahlua cupcakes as a gift of appreciation?
Whoever and wherever you are, I hope you're in that giant sea of orange and maroon
And if not, I hope I'll come across you one day
Even if it's by tripping over your foot and making you drop everything in the process.