i was only with you for a brief and fleeting night but i’ve already come up with a story for you –
– for why you prefer boys to men, and why you act in the carpe diem way you do.
you told me, as we lay under the covers – with my head on your chest and your eyes meeting mine – that you only started doing this a little over a year ago.
and so in my head you are a lost boy.
the way i see it, this is you trying to reclaim some sort of lost aspect of your youth.
that’s why you’re always looking for that boyish charm – that naive spirit of life that you thought you’d maybe find in me.
but you didn’t, did you?
i was just a means to an end.
my body made you feel young again.
or, you know, maybe we were both just really high and happened to be together.