Probability
Seven billion people
Several million in the area
Maybe a million to find just one
Half are dateable
Half are not
Half are my age range
Half are not
Maybe a quarter would say yes
Even less a second time
Less so a third
Could they all want relationships?
Some would drag it out
A few would lie
And then some couldn’t make my heart skip a beat
Like it does when I look at you
I could be wrong of course
And then I’d have to do my math all over again
But I’m confidant in these numbers
Look over my shoulder and fact check, would you?
I promise I’ll want to kiss your neck
Only one time
Whether or not you would like that
I’ll just have to rely on probability
And the way you smile