You hold me in your arms
Both of us wearing nothing
but T-shirts.
I wonder about your boyfriend
what this makes us.
But I know you won't
pick me over him.
I feel cold despite the
warm of the alcohol
and I hate you as I love you.
This quiet will eat me alive
and I wait for the moment
that I can't take it anymore.
Until I can't believe that we
slept together
and it all seems like a dream.
Please let this be a dream.