31 May 2012
The ping pong table became invisible
Maybe you saw me instead
I beat you
Actually I have no idea we weren't keeping score
Your head ached
My sweet soul offered you medicine
We hobbled up to the Honda
I struggled to unlock it and you got in the back
I handed you the pills and you started chewing them
I told you it was gross you were chewing them
Then blurriness
I ended up in the backseat with you
We kissed
Again and again
I shoved you away and became frustrated with the situation I put myself in
You're fucking Taylor that's who you are
And I'm the runner
So with rocks tapping the window we left
I brought you up into the darkness where our lips became one over and over
I fell asleep on your chest
Goodnight
Franticly panicking
Good morning
You have to go
Bye, awkward eye contact
Bye, staring at me
You better not park next to me this week
Or smile at me
I will e a deer in headlights
Another tucks victim
Birthday Bashes • Opuss № I