We were two broke mutherfuckers. 
Aye, look at what we did.

I stuttered when I met him
- almost like he was monalisa

Urm i tried not to say 'sorry'
It was a shame that our god was like a fever.

a rather friendly one.

if only, we waited.
it could have been better.

I got closer, as my thighs glazed through his.
(the comparisons to her were evident)

Could you forgive her for being cute?

- she wasn't high but just on a pursuit.