this is the second time we are meeting
and he shotguns the cigarette smoke into my mouth
before kissing me in front of all of his friends
something about being a stranger
in the suburbs of Chicago
feels so romantic right now
I fill a plate with tacos
and sip a plastic cup full of tequila and mixer
he is watching me intently
as I light up another
turning my body in closer
Burn me,
I’m basically begging
don’t ask me stay
but keep me up late
and treat me like you will never know me again
Outside of these fleeting moments
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