RE: Answer

I wanted to tell everybody to get out of the room so I could be alone with you. You were the only one I wanted to listen to. The flowing hair, little flowers on your shirt, the painted toenails, I took in all in as I followed the curves of your body with my eyes. We stood in the parking lot and talking for almost two hours, and I didn't want that to end. I'm aching to see you again, so I guess I've relapsed -- I'm sorry.