I laughed at the bar.
Teared a bit at the funeral.
I didn't know the person that died.
You played your guitar.
You sang me a song.
You sat cross-legged on my bed
And read all my poems.
You looked at me tenderly.
Lips touched.
Then lips parted.
And we went to a party.
The party ******.
You wanted to go home.
We did.
Then we did everything.
Standing up, lying down.
You blushed in the dark.
And smiled in the morning.
I made you breakfast.
You put the sheets in the wash.
Then we swam the whole day.
In the ocean.
We went home.
You planted flowers.
Said if they grow
I'd remember you by them.
Night fell.
We swam some more.
This time in the pool.
We shared chlorine-flavoured kisses
Beneath silver stars.
We had sushi.
I opened my mouth
And you fed me.
Then teased me.
Something about me being skinny.
I bought a six pack of beer.
You had a sip or two.
I watched the game.
As I did
You just flipped through your iPod.
Aimlessly.
Or counted the ceiling tiles
With vapid eyes.
Because you were bored.
We went for a walk
In the middle of the night.
You tried to ***** me.
Failed terribly.
We laughed.
We smiled.
I took you to the bar.
You met my friends.
We played pool.
You beat me.
Twice.
Whatever.