What You Want.

The Panthère noire was full of people.

We were all there.
I hadn’t seen you in a while,
She was with her new lover and I was jeleous.
Clearly not drunk enough

 

The sadness just drifted into your eyes,

And your sweet skin made it seem like a dream

Your strong arms and lips.

We bought MDMA

And it was your first time. 

We went to the after party.
Got lost on the way,
your friend was not kind, not sweet, beautiful but aggressive.

He was angry.

We got stoped by the cops,

You were to high to realize, I wanted to hold you. 

We went back to Jasmina’s
And kissed in her grand parent’s bed.
You held me close and closer we were drifting further and further away from any sense of consciousness

I did not want it to end.
I wanted more.
I ran to see the doorman,

Asked him if I could go in the pool
he said it was open,
we jumped in,

I can’t swim

I turned on the sauna.

We had trouble breathing. We were kissing.

We went back in the bed.

I wanted to sleep with you

I am still a virgin.

We fell asleep.