Angel of Chance (Cute)

The first time we spoke, was on the Internet.
I knew nothing of you, except that you knew Brent.

I tried to act so cool, but with me that never works.
I tried things to impress you, but I acted like a jerk.

And then came the one day, the day we finally met.
You said something was gay, and your were covered in sweat.

Then later that same week, I noticed something cute.
That every time we took a break, you ate pizza and some fruit.

Another year went past, before we ever really spoke.
but that conversation didn't last, all we did was joke.

One night shortly after, at a mutual friend's home.
Everyone saw a dark specter, in desperate need of a comb.

But now that is gone, and I can't see you anymore,
I am forced to remember who it was that I ignored.