Victorian boy

This also started out as a rough draft, but I'm leaving it as is for now. Maybe better words will come to me later. Either way, I am going to write more about him, for release more than anything else.

We met in the fall
At a drunken bash
The cool of the floor seeped through us
As my boyfriend lay passed out under a pool table
Your girlfriend wasn’t there

One blanket, one pillow, the only two left conscious
The night we met
We slept
Side by side

Saw you again at new years
The party in the warehouse
We danced in the wee hours to keep warm
Slow circles

You kissed my cheek
I kissed you back

My boyfriend had his back to us
You didn’t have a girlfriend

A party this weekend
I think of you.
Haven’t seen you in 4 months
I dig around and find
That you have a girlfriend again

Why am I down?