that hot day in early September when we rode the 6 all the way into the bronx, deeper than i’d ever been, and you played me your beats on your Beats while i smiled and bobbed my head. we spent all afternoon getting high and watching Pirates of the Caribbean and Star Wars on the commercial breaks. then we had sex in a bed that didn’t belong to us and ate pizza until we couldn’t move for another hour. you walked me to the train cause it was dark and kissed me on the sidewalk.
…well, do you?