The stories setting is Paradise Hotel.
I was hardly seventeen,
and baby, scared as hell,
at the boys my age,
and their mischievous ways.
They made me feel cold.
Then you pulled,
up in an all black Cadillac,
windows tinted,
I was sitting pool-side,
But I could see your suit.
White.
My dear,
it's been so long,
that I've been wishing you here.
Now the time is,
now.
Can you see,
the liquorice melting off of me,
a single drop,
into my fizzing soda-pop,
My cat eyed sunglasses,
were pulled down low on my nose bone.
My dear,
it's been so long,
that I've been wishing you here.
Now the time is,
now.
Your hair was brushed sideways,
and your gaze mix-matched.
I could see your demons form here.
You never had a daughter,
never got to play,
and that's all I really want anyway.
You made sure I knew,
of the cash you pack.
Diamonds on my doorstep,
at 3 AM,
Roses dipped in gold,
at the side of the pool.
Fetch me gummies soaked in vodka,
and I won't tell mommy,
what happens at 4AM.
My daddies run off,
and I think that I may need you.
My dear,
it's been so long,
that I've been wishing you here.
Now the time is,
now.
