The night you picked me up
I was high
but had never been so low.
surrounded by men leading lives with misguided purpose
my hair in a mess of a bun
smoke spiraling around me
you pushed open the door letting yellow light flood in
I looked up at you, you bit your bottom lip shaking your head at me
without being told I followed you through the doorway
if i hadn't known you better i would've thought you hated ****
but that wasn't you, we sat in the car as The Strokes blared aloud
you laughed at stupid things
I smiled at your ambiance
making note that you alone were a euphoria