High School Lovers

Slowly and softly
My hand graces his face
While his arm rests on my torso
Letting the warmth of our bodies touch
At 5 am there's not much to do
So we fell hopelessly in love
Over a bottle of cheap vodka
That we knew would give us a hangover
Because not much matters while you’re in high school
Feeling like you’re slowly wasting away
Each breath you worry is death sentence to the big mans office
Or that your shorts are to short
But you don’t care enough to breath differently or wear longer shorts
Because you have him and he has you
All the other people in the halls don’t seem to matter
Because once you get to your next class
He’ll kiss you a little softer than normal
And he says he’ll miss you
Then 90 minutes later he’s waiting for your hand
To go on some crazy adventure instead of class
Noting really matters at this time in life  
All you really need is him and a cheap bottle of vodka
Just to get you through
Maybe he’ll stay the way you want him to
Because you may be 14
But you’re heart knows when it’s found someone
Because you’ll show you’re wrists
And you’ll give the blades away
And you’ll get drunk for fun
Not forget the pain
And he’ll hold your hand in the halls of the school
Nothing really matters as long as he’s with you.