The Intern

Every girl wants to meet a boy

It’s part of who we are

We want that special connection

We want to feel the spark

Not every girl meets that boy

The spark doesn’t always happen

We don’t realize how rare it is

Until we’ve seen it come and go

They say its better

To have loved and lost

Then to have never

Loved at all

But I’m not so sure

Maybe it’s because I’ve loved

Or maybe it’s because I haven’t

I’m not really sure about that either

What I do know

Is that I found someone

And he was special

Not in that ‘he’s the one’ kind of way

He was just special

Someone I could talk to

Or not talk to

We didn’t have to have that awkward silence

Sometimes it was just silence

No awkward

But now

It’s awkward

Because I don’t know what to say

And I’m not sure what to do

Because he left

And there’s not much I can say

He was a nice guy

A great guy really

Simply put

He was the intern