Spooning with you last night was the best
Now I clutch a pillow to my chest
Lying awake, awaiting slumber
Forgetting you and your telephone number
This is how it always ends
From dating or hookup to being just friends
Those words are said with the best of intentions
But there’s one little catch that nobody mentions:
Things won’t be like they were before
We won’t talk much anymore
We’ll make plans to go have coffee together
That will probably be the day after never
Soon I’ll meet somebody new
She’ll hump me then dump me just like you
That’s the nature of modern-day dating:
No-risk, free trial impersonal mating
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