The Last Night.

Bet I got annoying,  
I bet you got so sick  
of hearing all my yapping,  
on that hour-long bus trip.  
 
And I bet you saw the wonder,  
I was feeling in the crowd.  
We gave the man our money,  
our hands, to each others, bound.  
 
Music played and cash was spent,  
too expensive but so worth it.  
I had my head on your shoulder,  
while you, so quickly, got the hint.  
 
Eyeliner running down my face,  
the sweat, excitement, the screams.  
Now boy, I gotta tell you,  
it was better than I'd dreamed.  
 
We held up our brightened phones,  
like 21st century lighters,  
while they played that song we prayed for,  
as we screamed the lines like we were the writers.  
 
Seeing lights splash on your face,  
and watching colors dance across your skin.  
You looked in my eyes, and whispered truths.  
I realized I'd need you, until untimely end.