I could barely make out your face, the room was dark.
Your finger’s on my mouth
Shhh
Your hands gripped tight in the arch of my back,
Pulling me in.
My face is close to yours now, I can smell the liquor on your breath.
This is why we can’t hang out
It’s an ache I still remember
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