Magic Johnson

he stops to find she's been on his mind
gym session interrupted- wait this can't be right
he was just there for an interview and a night
so he tries to comeback with lines from his play list
convinced he should just dismiss
the thoughts; confident he will- but still
has to catch himself from falling off the treadmill
utters to his brain " you both were drunk- don't take it to heart
think about it, you are seven apart
one simple conversation and you'll see there's no click
and plus- she mocks your "vodka tonics"
Its not too late, he can still make sense
he buys the first round- her drink, his brew
confused-she wasn't supposed to be this cool
she's casual, beautiful, Laker fan
and its multiple times she's tolerated his version of a drunk man- god damn

well this plan has backfired,brain going haywire
she even feigns interests in his turn at Jerry Maguire
and then he remembers the hip hop- shocking
there she was, Kings of Leon fan rockin Jay-Z
he relaxes- there's a 2 hr difference- he really can't be serious
new reason now to land that job,
so he can totally complicate this
he yells at himself to wrong this right
"what happened to the immunity of Kryptonite?
 what happened to that drunken Arrogance?
 ...even if it did- you'd just mess it up Royally
you're quiet, shy, husky and only a lil bit Intelligent
funny, but nerdy, color blind, and slightly Neurotic
...the math just doesn't work- re do the Arithmetic"
and it was right there and then, with a laugh he drops his pen
and he realizes the mess he might be in