That kiss that lasted too long, and we probably shouldn't have danced to that song. It was nothing, it was everything, it's really such a shame, it's so hard to explain.
These lyrics sum up how I feel. They've been dancing around my mind for hours. I can't stop thinking about it. I know I'm thinking about it more than you are. But everything makes a little more sense now. The 'friends kiss' in Wetherspoons, the text 'you're fit, trust'.. Maybe I'm reading too far into it, I probably am. I don't know. What have I done? If I don't mention it will it happen again? If I do mention it, will it ruin everything? Do you even remember? Will we ever be able to go back to how we were? You've been texting me more than usual. I've been replying. But you just sent me 'Still, at least the night turned out good ay'. It did. It turned out to be so much more than just good. How do I reply? I want to say 'Yeah, it turned out good'. Or maybe even 'It turned out great'. And make sure I add a smiley face. But is that too forward? Are you trying to say something by that? I don't know what to say. Maybe you don't remember, maybe you were so drunk that you have no recollection whatsoever. I just keep remembering things. Remembering the way you looked at me. It must have meant something. It must have. It's been a very long time since somebody has looked at me like that. I shouldn't be thinking about this so much. And I definitely shouldn't be going through pictures of you. What is wrong with me? There are so many questions whizzing around my head, so many thoughts, so many possibilities. I'm going to text you back now. Haven't decided what to say yet though. Maybe the pause will mean something. Gosh.
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