Let me tell you about this girl…

Do you have a crush?

I dunno. Maybe I do?

Let me tell you about this girl…

The first time she told me where she was from, I laughed. “That’s not a place,” I said. “You’re making it up.”

Let me tell you about this girl…

She’s all vowels and foreign rhythms. Phrases that don’t translate. And slightly mispronounced words.

Let me tell you about this girl…

The one with mischief in her eyes and laughter on her lips.

Let me tell you about this girl…

The one I tease about her Liberace rings and blazers with jeans.

Let me tell you about this girl…

The one whose smirks and winks make me blush in spite of myself.

Let me tell you about this girl…

Let me tell you about this girl…

Let me tell you about this girl…

Do you know the one I mean?