1 shot
I remember the way you looked at me,
the way your eyes undressed my soul
exposing all of me.
i hated that.



2 shots
i remember my heart skipped a beat
at the touch of your hand,
our sweaty palms refused to part.
i thought i hate that.



3 shots
i remember the wetness of your kiss,
how your lips on mine
they tasted of cigarette.
i try to hate that.



4 shots
i remember your body on mine,
the way we intertwine.
you scent all over me
i couldn't hate that.



5 shots
i remember it all
the vision bright in my mind.
this isn't what shots do, right?

6 shots
maybe it'll take a lot more to forget.