What kind of sex would you like to have right now? Part 4

You called them date nights, but nothing about them felt romantic.

You said we were going to a show - then pulled into a half-abandoned mechanic shop. Grease on the walls, lights flickering. We were alone for a minute. Then we weren’t.

You said it’d be a chill bonfire. Everyone flaked. Just us, a cooler, and a promise to take it slow. But it was never about me, was it?

You said we were going to the beach. I don’t remember falling asleep, just the heat of the hood, your hands already there.

The air felt too still.
Like someone was holding their breath.
 
You called them date nights, but nothing about them felt romantic.

You said we were going to a show - then pulled into a half-abandoned mechanic shop. Grease on the walls, lights flickering. We were alone for a minute. Then we weren’t.

You said it’d be a chill bonfire. Everyone flaked. Just us, a cooler, and a promise to take it slow. But it was never about me, was it?

You said we were going to the beach. I don’t remember falling asleep, just the heat of the hood, your hands already there.

The air felt too still.
Like someone was holding their breath.
I kinda want to check your oil.

Not even sure what that means. :ROFLMAO:
 
You called them date nights, but nothing about them felt romantic.

You said we were going to a show - then pulled into a half-abandoned mechanic shop. Grease on the walls, lights flickering. We were alone for a minute. Then we weren’t.

You said it’d be a chill bonfire. Everyone flaked. Just us, a cooler, and a promise to take it slow. But it was never about me, was it?

You said we were going to the beach. I don’t remember falling asleep, just the heat of the hood, your hands already there.

The air felt too still.
Like someone was holding their breath.
Five stars with a cherry on top — really well done.
 
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