SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER
The music was loud
the crowd was crowdy
there were models, exes, ex friends and enemies
perfect cocktail for drama

the writings in the cloud above our heads agreed 

we are young and restless 
dancing the night away
on the way home we ate brie and you called me a slut
breaking your heart that was unbreakable
drama at the chicken stand
I came home with you anyway
we didn't catch the movie
but let our bodies rest
they still match perfectly
when we do the thing we do best
4 times in a row
You push me forward and I have no time to look back

not even to write it down so I won't forget

So I build my memory with music playlists instead of words