The first time we met you were drunk and asked me not to judge you. You see me and you had a thing for about a month maybe two. I still hate to admit it but you made me happy, I haven't been happy since
The last time i saw you we pretended we didn't know each other, in fact we didn't even say hello. Instead i asked your best friend to dance, but she politely declined
The last time you left my house I pulled you in close And kissed you. I didn't say goodbye because i didn't know it was the end. A few days later...