Ice

I met you by accident. 

I liked your tattoos, the roses climbing up your arm. 

You liked my red coat with my hood that was meant to hide me from the harsh wind. 

I gave you my number because I'm a romantic, and believed that maybe the wolf was my true love. 

You and your friend drove 4 hours to pick me up. 

I never made smart decisions when it came to strangers. 

I wore leather, not knowing you loved the red.

We hit the highway at midnight. 

He drove while i straddled you in the back, going 90 miles per hour in the dark. 

I asked you if you were a Christian, I thought I loved you, I was a good girl. 

You kissed me and somehow my pants came off. 

I was new, budding for the first time as you lowered me onto you. Then my first time became my third time. 

At 4 in the morning you didnt want to leave me. 

I wanted to go with you. 

But I stayed 

And you left.