Against All Odds
I don’t know what common denominator we both have,
Maybe opposites really attract each other, as they say,
He is the sporty guy and I am the bookish one,
But despite our differences, we still manage to keep everything positive,
And I’m so thankful that he stayed against all odds.
During the days everything tried to bisect us apart,
When everything and anything seemed to be so complex,
He was there trying to find solutions to solve the problems,
And it was all worth it for we successfully conquered them all.
The length of the time we’ve intersected each others’ lives was not that enough,
To say that we’ve really learned to understand each other
But I must say that whenever I am with him,
It would be, most of the time, a cubic glee.
We may not always be proportional to each other,
We may not always have a common factor,
We may not always be complementary to each other,
Things may not go always in a straight line,
Our love story may not be that rational,
But it would always be real and for infinity.
And I know, he would always be there for me,
Loving and bringing out the best but simplest form of me,
No matter what.
Guys always say that they wanna be the best boyfriend a girl has ever had. To do that, you better do her right from the beginning. Give her those cute little compliments she denies all the time, kiss her on her cheek when you guys are saying goodbye, take her binder for her and carry it, always hold her hand, and don’t be a plain nigga when you ask her out. You have to wow the hell out of her, and make her blush. And don’t just stop all that shit after a month has passed. A good boyfriend makes an effort to make his babygirl happy.