looking through his glasses.

part 2 / i remember

tell me
how it felt for you.
if i asked you that question,
you wouldn't have a lot to say.
you were so drunk,
i was so much farther gone than you
but if you asked me that question,
i have so much to say.
i remember most everything that night.
everything that mattered to me anyway.
i don't remember the sex
but i remember everything you said
and most of what i said.
you wanted to show me to your family
you told me you'd wait another year for me
you admitted you've always liked me.
you told me it could have be you & i
all this time.
you told me the things that turned you on
you made the first move.
you told me i looked good
and you set up the room a certain way just for me.
so excuse me while i have many more emotions than you because when i ask about then you say you don't remember them and that you wish you never said those things.
but here i am
in my bed
and your in yours,
two worlds apart
listening to to love songs thinking of you
and only god knows what you're doing thinking of , in that pretty little head of yours.