From nine to half past eleven did
I view what life was before my, our,
no, my, wait what?

We kissed in that new couch,
when we hid it was amazing,
when we ran, we ran for love,
to love and to forgive, we ran.

I jumped and crossed a border,
screamed my way out of it in French
got sprayed on by ex-friends
and now I stand alone, in my bathroom,
someone told me you don't do sleepovers with boys.