For A Reason

It's chilly outside
And i think of your
Thrift-store drug-rug
That keeps you warm
In the wind

This room is rather cold
And my math teacher
Explains simple algebra
But i can only think of
How smart you are

I'll be walking from this class
And out into the brisk air
Wrapping my very own drug-rug
Tight around my body
Exactly where your arms should be

Then I'll get home
And feel warm, smiling
Knowing that i can be happy
Just as long as you are
You found each other for a reason

Author's Note

written about my exgirlfriend