i remember a night when we were drinking coffee in your car.
the moon was soft and the cold air made frost on the window.
we talked and laughed and you slowly put your hand on my thigh.
that night your eyes were sad, i wanted to hold you. i wanted to keep you.
i told you that you were my first friend.
my heart so tender and fragile wanted to give you a chance.
i didnt hesitate when you kissed me.
there was something honest in you
nothing i had ever seen or felt or known or needed
but it was there and it felt warm inside and cool to my skin
nothing was better than a sunday night in your car listening to your heavy breathing
knowing i was safe, knowing i was yours, thinking you were patient with me
you brought the world in me, i was sane for the first time i was alive
hoping that my smile would make you stay
i never asked for anything in return, just a sincere heart
i would like to apologize to your wife for trying to take you
tell her i didnt know you were married
tell her im sorry
not sure if i can be forgiven but i do know that youre not
the moon hangs low and the cold air flows through my window
i sit here praying and crying and laughing and replaying those memories
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Comments
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men can be such jerks!
i once dated a guy who was ''single'' with an ex fiance who was 'crazy'
but as it turned out they were happy and together completely sane and he just wanted to get some.... jerks lol
great write, quite sad.....
thanx for sharing with me!

