She was my first love. I wasn't her's. She loved to lead me on and tease me.
So like an infected limb, I cut her off.
a very long time passed, my wounds healed, she texted me out of the blue.
I've never been good at resisting siren songs, even when I know of the dangers awaiting on the shore
Last night we met up for the first time in five years
We started out with drinks
at a bar in my neighborhood
She ordered us 3 rounds of tequila shots
More than the alcohol
Her smile makes me buzz
When she laughs it's like hearing an old forgotten favorite song
It was a cold and dreary night, but in her eyes I found a Hawai'ian sunset
After drinks
we went back to my place
This girl owns a key to my heart
She let herself right in and made herself at home
It was raining and muddy
and she tracked her mud inside
Doesn’t she know how long it takes to clean mud stains?
I just barely got her last ones out.
Now she’s gone again
I’m left with a muddy home
and that same empty feeling that I thought I had seen the last of
I wish I knew how to change the locks on my heart
so I could keep her out.
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 1:24 PM UTC
She was my first love. I wasn't her's. She loved to lead me on and tease me.
So like an infected limb, I cut her off.
a very long time passed, my wounds healed, she texted me out of the blue.
I've never been good at resisting siren songs, even when I know of the dangers awaiting on the shore
Last night we met up for the first time in five years
We started out with drinks
at a bar in my neighborhood
She ordered us 3 rounds of tequila shots
More than the alcohol
Her smile makes me buzz
When she laughs it's like hearing an old forgotten favorite song
It was a cold and dreary night, but in her eyes I found a Hawai'ian sunset
After drinks
we went back to my place
This girl owns a key to my heart
She let herself right in and made herself at home
It was raining and muddy
and she tracked her mud inside
Doesn’t she know how long it takes to clean mud stains?
I just barely got her last ones out.
Now she’s gone again
I’m left with a muddy home
and that same empty feeling that I thought I had seen the last of
I wish I knew how to change the locks on my heart
so I could keep her out.