She came in the room and gave me food; And in that moment she was you. Not sure if it was the liquor or the mood, but I stepped outside to smoke with you. As my puffs of breath left me, I'm sure the whispered prayer carried through. She's just a girl at a party. But, **** it all, I wish she was you.
Dear Gabby, I met a girl at a party this weekend. She was just like you. I had just met her and she shared your favorite food with me. I'm glad nobody came outside with me. You would have had a lot of fun.