heart breaker struts around the room
his half-filled drink in hand leaving a trail
he laughs & says “whoever slips, it’s not my fault, okay?”

heart breaker stops in front of me
points a finger and says “you look pretty.”
with uneven eyeliner wings, i ask, “really?”

heart breaker pulls me up for a dance
my knees wobbled as i followed him around
i should have bolted when i had the chance

heart breaker with eyes that rival the night sky
holds me close, his hand at the bottom of my spine
i should escape. i’m running out of time.

heart broken is what i should be when he disappeared at midnight
but it’s no big deal. i’ll be okay. i’ll be fine.
this is exactly what i was looking for; a good time.