Written by tinymachines.

I’m not as drunk as I’d like to be. The party is full of familiar faces but you can tell they are all sad, I mean shes moving away to Germany soon. Matt vomits in the corner and Kim stands next to him, showing comfort like any good girlfriend would. David has already come and gone, stealing a carton of UDL’s, he’ll come back in 3 hours screaming and crying because he nearly got bashed.

But you sit with your friend and I’m just some awkward young kid who happened to of asked for your number a few weeks earlier. And yeah, we had been hitting it off, and yeah, I wanted something more then just a ‘friendship’.

So I guess it became true, you call me over and I sit on your lap, but we reverse roles because I felt weird. And from there somehow our lips make contact and I don’t want to let go of you.

But a few months later I do, and now I resent you for everything you’ve made me become.