We were talking and talking
reminiscing and trippingfeelings provokingI swear that I'm trippingjust scrolled through my phone and seen all the pictureslipgloss and high heelsalcohol blue pillschasing these loose thrillsthe last time was mad realI licked on your neck and fondled your breastI could tell how you movedI knew that it was wetand by the end of the night we would break more than a sweatso tell me how you want itI remember what we used to doif you promise to remember meI swear not to pretend to remember you