sitting in a car two cokes in the cup holder too busy wondering how I got here because you're so much cooler and older we've stopped the car but the music playing I'm finding it hard focusing on what you're saying I'm too busy looking at your lips we both reach for our drinks, brushing fingertips you look at me in a way you haven't before I don't feel like such a little girl anymore I hear the sound of your seat belt unbuckle I can feel our bodies getting at a closer angle and we kissed in a car heatedly only stopping for breaths repeatedly and once we broke we were both breathing heavily I looked into your brown eyes they remind me of dark nights but I didn't feel alone I kissed you and felt at home.