Sophomore summer

You can’t approach her without alcohol

You need a drink or two or three

Before heading over to introduce yourself


The feeling in the back of your throat

Is fine since it’s all for your mind

So you don’t rant about nonsensical topics

To a girl you’ve never met

You’re too insecure to let them know who you are


I get that


You want the confusion of the warmth in your stomach

You don’t usually talk sober with girls you are interested in

Out of fear of saying something embarrassing


That’s alright


You have flings and get into relationships but not one ever lasts

None manage to surpass three months

Have you wondered why that is?