i'm thinking about the nights
that we hid in your car
till one in the morning
not kissing
or *******
we aren't like that
no
we are more
we looked into each other's eyes
and whispered our darkest secrets
and expressing our feelings
with your hand on my cheek
holding me
wiping away my tears
telling me you loved me
and i cooed it back
telling me i was beautiful
even though my mascara had run
and oh
i suddenly believed i was

where did that go?