distracted by a conversation, then a sudden forceful movement surprised her.
what is happening she asks herself as she pushes away from the intoxicated boy.
“stop”, the word that meant close to nothing that night.
“we can’t do this”, you have a girlfriend she thinks to herself.
a drunk friend in need, help is all she wants to do but forced upon her is two lips that meet her own.
lonely is what he feels but it isn’t right, she knows it will be a regret if he remembers what happened that night.
so the night comes to an end.
she gets away and he falls asleep.
communication dies and time goes on
memories will die that’s just how the world works, don’t live in regret... for it darkens the soul