mostly, it was just a bad parody, like i kind of wanted to throw my coat over you. will you be doing that in ten years? you don't need to do that to make people want you.

you seemed sort of sad, i am trying to glean small bits of information, soaking them up thru the padded restaurant booth, by watching the way your eyes flicker and avoid and the way your face looks tired and older.

you aren't seventeen anymore and neither am i.