Black Friday

I’ve been looking for him all my life it seems On Monday, I met the man of my dreams I follow him all around on Tuesday He doesn’t notice me, he doesn’t look my way I watch his every move I find the things he likes to do On Wednesday, I creep through his window He’s not there, I lie on his bed and pillow I feel like we’re so close I’ll never let him go In my mind, I see us with a family I know it will never be I take pictures of him on Thursday People may think I’m crazy One way or another he’ll belong to me He never saw me coming on Friday He didn’t suspect a thing He will never have another girl If he can’t be with me I hate things have to end this way With the last breath, he takes He will finally see my face I’ll miss him every day of the week Especially on Friday