..........................................

Don’t get all emo on me now. You had fun right? Jusyt leave it at that. She had fun, we made sure that we wouldn’t tell each others exs. And that’s that. Leave it alone yea? If she wants to take it to the nexy level… But what if I wanna take it to the next level? I gotta take control. I gotta be the male right! I gotta be the one that says yes or no, and tells the tale of this story. Cmon now. This is how it is and shall forever be. Bitches singing on the subway. Were they there before @ the first bar? Why didn’t I say, “grab a cab with me”? What the fuck. Live and learn. She wants me. She held my hand without me offering, she dancved with me, withouit me offering. All this and more If I had my gusto, my juice, I might have had the balls. That’s what ill do, ill just blame it on someone else. This isn’t my fault, its all cause of the other. Jesus. These thoughts can’t come out fast enough. Is she gonna blame it on being drunk? Am I gonna have to play word games to talk to hert straight? Am I gonna have to go through hoops to be normal around her? Was this a pitfall or a heartbreak? Am I in trouble or am I just stupid. God it felt so good to have my lips on hers. They were so small and tender, unrefined to me. Could I ask for anything more foreign? I don’t want to have to play these games that come with this situation. Can she just be easy and play it cool? Here’s to hoping I picked a winner. If not, then I’m back to square oner In a cab. Fuck you