if you got high tonight would you tell me you love me? would you say you always have and that the utter thought of not being able to say those three words to my face makes your chest burn like a million matches being struck on your heart? would you grab my waist and pull me in to dance, your lips on my necks between breaths and proud calls to friends about how I'm finally yours? would you slip up and call me your girl? would you beg for me to love you like a child even though I've already said I do? would you fall into my bed and pat the space beside you seductively only for me to bring you a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt like a married couple would? the poets say that drunks are just honest men with dementia. would you say what you really feel just to wake up the next morning and deny it all while we both see the pain in your eyes that comes with knowing you can't lie to me? if you got high tonight would you tell me you love me?

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