i cleaned the apartment before he came i vacuumed up every dust particle i cleaned the bathtub for his arrival i even did the laundry on a sunday
i took the m60 to laguardia i got lost after i got off the bus i wasn't surprised (i have a poor sense of direction; i could get lost in my sleep)
god, i hope i'm at the right terminal god, i hope i smell ok
and i don't mind waiting at the airport if i have someone nice to wait for
i wrote his name on a big piece of cardboard as a joke to hold it up when he came i couldn't go past the x-ray machines i had to wait inside a barrier
god, i hope i'm in the right building god, i hope my skin is not oily
and i don't mind waiting at the airport if i have someone nice to wait for
i kept my eyes fixed on the people coming out they all looked tired (i was glad i was not them) i wondered if he'd cut his hair like he said he would, but i bet that he chickened out
god, i hope i didn't get here too late god, i hope my breath is not nasty
and i don't mind waiting at the airport if i have someone nice to wait for
by the way, he finally did arrive i gave him a hug and ten thousand kisses and like i thought he hadn't cut his hair but i was glad to have him home with me
