He wore a crooked smile
He wore a crooked smile, I wore a drink in my hand.
I couldn’t see him clearly, but nobody had ever looked better.
I wanted what I knew I would never have,
but with each sip, we understood.
His eyes were captivating, and my heart was on my sleeve.
I wanted him to want me.
He wore a crooked smile, I wore a drink in my hand.
I wondered if he could feel the room spinning as he stood.
I could smell his scent in the distance, I found it hard to breathe.
He brought me to this place I had never been before.
I wanted him to want me.
He wore a crooked smile, I wore a drink in my hand.
They played my favorite song, I moved my body uncontrollably.
I felt separated from my skin, as if two different people.
Losing all sense of direction, I could still see him..
and even if I wouldn’t remember him tomorrow,
I wanted him to want me.
(2010)
