I don't love him
He's just a friend
But to him I might be more
His drunken words released secrets
Secrets I didn't want to know
And when I was drunk I made sure I kept them in
Because I don't know what would come out
If I let myself speak truthfully
I think I would have asked him if he likes me
If he thinks I'm pretty
I would ask why he only kisses me when he's drunk
And I would tell him that I read his poem
And that I feel that same warmth when we kissed
And that I could have stayed out all night too
And that it was like you were someone else
I know I made you feel like someone else
Because that night you weren't a player
Or a cheater
Or a liar
You were gentle
And you were special
And you were kind
All I did was release you
Everything buried deep inside was released
With my lips and with my smile
I found your weakness
So maybe next time were both drunk
I'll tell you I read your poem
And I'll tell you I wrote a poem back
Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC
I don't love him
He's just a friend
But to him I might be more
His drunken words released secrets
Secrets I didn't want to know
And when I was drunk I made sure I kept them in
Because I don't know what would come out
If I let myself speak truthfully
I think I would have asked him if he likes me
If he thinks I'm pretty
I would ask why he only kisses me when he's drunk
And I would tell him that I read his poem
And that I feel that same warmth when we kissed
And that I could have stayed out all night too
And that it was like you were someone else
I know I made you feel like someone else
Because that night you weren't a player
Or a cheater
Or a liar
You were gentle
And you were special
And you were kind
All I did was release you
Everything buried deep inside was released
With my lips and with my smile
I found your weakness
So maybe next time were both drunk
I'll tell you I read your poem
And I'll tell you I wrote a poem back
