How i'm winning you back

I rifle through my wallet
lookin for your number so i can call it
but i cant find it so fuck!
i'm basically stuck
like a leprechaun locked out of his Mack truck
i'm outta luck
that sucks
i know i should be over you
moving on like i'm supposed to do
but i cant
get this feeling in my pants
like when we used to dance
and just be together
thinking romance would be forever
you wouldnt believe i just wanna hold hands
cos thats sweet
you step on my feet as we slow dance
now i'm on repeat
wish i could write you some poetry
remember how you used to flow with me?
oh nostalgia, baby
i almost had ya, lady
tell you what:
cos i'm so cut
and this wound wont shut
how about you take me back?
be the poetry i lack...?...