Five.
I met you--a breath of fresh air

Four.
Everyone talked and we played pool
I was sixteen and insisted nothing

Three.
I sipped
You flirted
At twenty you preyed on the naive

Two.
And then there were three
A bottle of gold and a hot tub for gods
I should have stopped drinking
But you were creeping

One.
Years passed
Friends gone
Friends new
Mind still *******
And all I wanted was sleep