It was foolish,
Aware I was.
To go back to the bar I met him.
To ask the friend that worked there,
If he was a regular, or a passerby.
But life was not much fair.
Knew his name I didn't,
Knew he was I didn't.
All that I recalled was,
The sparkling brown irises,
And the widest pretty smile.
"Is it the rooftop guy?"
A colleague of his asked.
Nodded I, for there wasn't
Another under the sky that
With me the night prior.
He came often times before;
Saturdays it were always.
It was foolish,
But I was curious.
For not many had ever talked
Of what stays beyond the skin
The first time they meet.
For not many arouse
With words that mean more
Than just plain sentences.
It was foolish,
Yet it wasn't much.
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The Zonked Nights ¤ VHope
Fanfiction✍︎Ongoing✍︎ (au) Intoxicated were we when we met Ratted were we when we made love Woozy are his memories; dazed the moments he gave. Yet, I believe happier aren't I than when I scream his name
