i don't know what's cute about
you crawling into my bed
at 4 in the morning with
another girl

every inch of you smells like
the alcohol and tobacco
you had consumed earlier

and i don't know what's cute
about the way you say 'morning'
at 8am before you leave
with the same girl who slept
on the other side of you

but maybe you're just cuter
when we're both having trouble
keeping our eyes open