Already seven cars, I pull in late. Put my keys by the candles and stare at the lake.
Sit down, sip your wine. What's in? Where have you been? How long since? You never drop a line. You must be busy. I avoid your gaze and your hand grazes my thigh and brings us eye to eye.
Ready for the bar, we barely ate.
No shame in the champagne I consume, but I assume it's the fine wine I spewed all over the ballroom.
Took it too far, it's getting late.
You don't want me to stay. Uninvited,how you always made me feel anyways. Turn in slighted, ******* futon.
Last time we met we slept side by side, you and me, two reasons to care. The letter and the locket you kept and tried to hide, I think I need some fresh air.
light a cig and figure some things are better left unsaid. Always tempted to trigger thoughts long dead.
Staring at you, asleep in your bed, linen, lace. I always was a ***** case. Your thoughts leak out of your head, thin in space. I find them on your face.
Better not be here when you wake, the next time we meet it'll be too late, so hey, by the way, you looked beautiful today.