Party

Dreading the night ahead,
Like a dentist appointment,
Or an exam I’m unprepared for.
Getting over you is easy
When I don’t have to see you.
But you’ll be at this party.

Remember the last party?
You got drunk
And took that girl back
The girl recently single
And you swore you didn’t like?
I was at that party.

Rushed off thoughts about a party,
A party I dread,
I’ll spend the night trying
To get so drunk
I won’t want to look at you
And finish the night in tears.

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