Poem I Wrote Last Night When I Couldn’t Go to Sleep Because There Are No Sheets on My Bed Because I Perioded on My Other Sheets and Couldn’t Be Bothered to Put New Ones On

I’m sorry I friended your fiancé on facebook
I meant to look at his profile pictures
I was on my phone
I haven’t spoken to you in at least seven years
But you can’t get engaged to a personal trainer
And not have me say something