He’s not even that cute,
Ignoring my texts and calls
Slowly letting down my painfully built walls
Thinking, contemplating if I want this
Casual conversation, no shared information
Untold stories, lies. Why
He’s not even that cute
Yea nice body, funny personality
But all of it becomes ugly
When you try to just win
The prize of course
Not much work to put forth
When you’re drunk,
Music, Laughs, late night
takes a turn for the worst.
Everything’s a blur,
Awaken, late hour tasting bourbon on my tongue
Confused, I felt you, am I sure?
Short conversation questions asked
Answers that can’t be explained, did I feel you?
Asking myself these questions
The aftertaste of bourbon, unanswered questions.
My next attempt, get to know him better,
He shares no effort, doesn’t care
Accepting this overnight affair,
I need it, Text sent
I take a drive for my next attempt,
Rain falls, heart palpitates
I’m nervous, I want this, My thighs are moistened,
I lick my lips, I can just taste it.
One thing leads to another,
I pull down my panties, he’s undressed ,touching me
I’m wet….
Slides in deep, can barely speak…speechless,
I reminisce I start to think
No wonder I couldn’t remember look at the size of this thing,
Disappointment fills the air, silently I stare
But think to myself, why do I even care
He’s not even that cute!