i sat on your lap last month.
a five day, four night relationship.
actually. i think it ended in the middle.

you caressed me. in public. and i didn't care.
because (i thought) i knew what was running through my head
was running through your head. only i guess i was wrong.

whore. slut. all too willing.
just for a kiss.

broken hearts are made when your eyes are closed.