I met her on 8 Ball Pool
And when she beat me and didn't make me feel like a fool
I knew it was true love
We played for hours until finally she messaged "Sorry gotta run"
And I came crashing back down to earth with a thud
I had a first name, a picture and a flag
But all my interminable Facebook searches drew a blank
So now every spare moment I have
I play 8 Ball Pool in the hope they'll pair me with her again
And I can be in her company even if only for a few more blissful seconds.