city at midnight

it was quiet in that dilapidated hotel room. 

my mother's disapproval swirling in my head. "so uncivilized."

the air was thick with humidity and wonder. 

you tangled your legs tighter around mine 

like maybe you were afraid i would run away.

i wouldn't have.

i buried my face in your neck. 

you tasted of salt & pavement. 

i drifted. 

“do you wanna be my girl?”

it wasn’t a serious question. i knew it & you knew it. but i wanted to give in, just for a moment. 

oh i wanted to be your girl. at least for one night. 

i wanted my lips to be the ones yours found at the end of each day. i wanted to hear about california. about your little brother. about this empire of youth you have so clearly built. 

was it all lies you told me that night? when i was so sure your heart was soft?

well...i guess you were telling some kind of truth

‘cause now she’s your girl