So it went too fast to fully process what happened,
But one minute I’m sitting on your bed and the next my clothes are scattered on your floor and your lips are on my neck,
And for the first time in months I didn’t think of him
So I do all the wrong things with you for all the wrong reasons,
And pretend that it’s more than it is
That I’m more than just a fuck to you, and you’re more than just another way to get over him