Sometimes I think you don’t remember when we held hands. When we got wasted together and had the most fun in a night of debauchery and fell asleep fully clothed side-by-side.
We both woke up at 6 a.m. from the sun streaming in the sunlight windows. We both stared bleary-eyed at the light then at each other. You took my left hand in yours gave me a cheeky half smile and fell back asleep. I did too.
I woke up a few minutes before you and removed my hand just in case you were embarrassed or in case it was just because we were drunk.
Anyways Sometimes I think you don’t remember that time we fell asleep holding hands. and it was the nicest sleep I’ve ever had.
But anytime you give me that mischievous half smile that just screams “I know something you don’t know”