I was half-wrong 

you were half-right

only you 

get to decide 

 

outcomes 

in a sticky night 

“D’s” in calculus 

come back to haunt the mind 

 

the world looks pretty 

hurt from up here 

we don’t feel 

mature in these heels 

 

there are no terms 

for the deal 

do what you want and then 

I think about it forever