I must’ve been on 1000 first dates

Seen so many sights for free

With relatively good company

The boy in high school who sat with me after class (if you’d even count that)

Or the one before him who took me to the showcase and we held hands.

There was that one kayak guide who gave me a special tour of the caves and the coves

And the boy in the band who liked me first, little did I know.

That guy from hinge who pretends he’s living in the 50s

Can’t forget the one who took me to in n out, whose license place was JEEPEEJ.

I laugh about the German one, who loved beer and Nintendo

There was that boy in Florence who walked me to the duomo

That one guy who wouldn’t stop twidling his thumbs, but knew all the best Jazz in San Diego.

One dude showed me all his reptiles

And another went straight to showing me his snake

I really wanted to like the boy who treated me so great on my birthday

But I just didn’t

Not him, or the one that I went to the gallery with on OB Wednesday

I like to think of the one that took me to the dog beach, because with him things felt great

But he wasn’t ready to be with me

He realized after the second date.

I might just go crazy if I ever hear those words again

From a boy who wanted me in the first place

Because I must’ve been on 1000 first dates

And they’ve all told me that I’m just great

That they’ve never met anyone like me before

But, they can’t be with me, for one reason or more