Friday Night Lights

Friday night lights shining on us.
My nervous knee brushes yours and I pray that you don’t notice how I shake.
We talk about religion and sexuality and the stupid people at school.
And I try so hard to focus on your words but all I can see is the color of your eyes.
You say you don’t want to date this year not after him.
My heart sinks in my chest.
My thoughts travel to my girlfriend sitting at home waiting for my text.
That’s what we do we wait.
I swore I would try to make this distance thing work, but it is so difficult.
And I feel so unfaithful because I look into your green eyes and I just want to kiss you.
Liking someone is like driving off a bridge and your car filling with water.
Like me back, oh please.