It had been interrupting us all night That electricity between us that we tried to reach by sitting closer, letting our eyes whisper and our thighs caress longing words to each other, making sure we were always together. Our laughter mixed and our hands clasped in our knees. I swear, that night we could have caught fire.
And all those feelings we had craved so greedily finally threatened to explode upon us right where we stood, drunk and inches away from each other, packed on a trash can trying to reach the sky from the roof and I knew that if I just looked up, we would fall into each other and never come back up. So I didn't.
I didn't allow us to scream all that we had felt during the night. Instead, I stared down, hiding from your gaze full of dreams, tucking it all far away in my heart, stashing it so my boyfriend would never find it