The first time I met you I…

I didn't think about you.

The first time I met you I…

I tried to mesmerise.

The first time I met you I…

Was achingly lonely.


You stood on my doorstep.

Nervous
Excited
Young
And I…

I let you in and we…
We ate… chicken
And exchanged loaded glances
And you…

You drove me in your car and I…

I choked with excitement
Quivered with want
And didn't see you at all.

We met your friends and I…

I brushed myself against you
And pressed against your leg
And relished your confusion

Your innocence

Your youth
And you…

You took me home and I…

I asked you in for coffee
And I …

I sat before you on my floor
And I…

I wanted you.

Or I wanted you to want me.

And I…

I watched your mouth and I…

I watched your excitement rise
And do battle with your nerves.
And I…

I watched the coffee spill
As you shifted uncomfortably
In my chair
And I…

I knew you were leaving
So I…

Stepped up to you
Reached out for you
Pulled you close
And I…

I kissed you.

And I…

I felt you turn
Sharply, sharply
So your hardness wouldn't press against me
And I…

Filled with want I…

Exploding with desire I…

Burning I…

Saw you at last.

And I…

I think I loved you.

And I…

I let go your lapels
And I…
And I…
And I… I let you leave.