I was two inches away from her body
From slamming her against the wall
From sticking my fingers up her dress
From fucking her right there
In that dressing room
I wanted to feel her
To know what she felt like
I can tell she was feeling something
Because goosebumps came across her neck
So I did what I couldn't help
I slightly placed my finger on her back
I let it just touch her softly
I had to know what she felt like
Even if it wasn't between her legs.
She finally comes out the dressing room
Her cheeks are more rosy when she comes out
I just smile
We went two more place
She asked about all my art on my body
Why I got it
Why we moved here
She just kept asking
And all I did was answer with half truth questions
"Well my body art has a lot of meaning
Like the lotus on my neck is peace
The goddes on my side
The semicolon behind my ear
All have lots of meaning
For special people
We moved her for a fresh start on life
To be in better schools
And get away from a shit dad"
Okay maybe they weren't all half truths
But I know how it feels to be singled out for being to much
More like to truthful
And I want to just keep her in my life as long as possible
She finally dropped me off at my home
"I'll see you tonight"
"See you tonight"
As she drove off
Thinking to myself
Was I supposed to hug her
Was I supposed to high five her
What the fuck is wrong with me
Why the fuck am I over thinking this.
I go upstairs get ready for the party
And realize I have to either walk or be a hobo and have my mum drop me off down the road
I was surprised when my mum allowed me the car
And said be back by 2am
Holy shit
"Thank you so much mum I will promise"
As I'm heading out the door I do a double take
My hair is combed over
My black button up
And black skinny jeans are suited
I feel the tie might be to much but what the hey
I don't know how Americans dress to parties
But I want to make sure
I'm making this girl fall for me
Or at least get one in bed
And fantasize over her.