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I remember Rose asking me if I wanted to go to a party. I went home smelling of food, showered, and sat on my bed, wondering what I should wear. I hadn't been to a party alone in a while, and though I knew Rose would be there, I didn't know who's party it was, or anyone else going.
I sat in my car outside what I figured was the house for a long time. It was cold out, I wore that leather bomber jacket, but I can't remember the month or the day. It must've been cold enough in Austin for the jacket - I wouldn't have worn for fashion's sake.
I finally worked up the nerve to go in, and realized quickly I didn't know anyone there. I recognized some of Kelly's exes, and spoke to one of them, but mostly I just stood around, listening to music.
I felt like I should go. Rose was nowhere to be found (she had left before I arrived), and there's nothing worse than an unfamiliar party. I went outside and saw Earnest (again, through Kelly), and said hello. I sat for a minute on the balcony, at this tiny table, across from you. I noticed you, of course, but I didn't know you. I'd seen you around town, but you were one of the cool kids, you guys ran Austin (or so I thought, at the time).
I can't remember who spoke to who first, but I have to believe it was you. I can't imagine I would've been that bold. I think I bummed a cigarette from you (as i'm known to do when I have nothing else to say). Somehow it came out you were from Mass. The conversation from there's a blur.
I remember you taking my picture.
After we'd stood by the side of the house, and I couldn't decide to whether I should put my hands in my pockets or not, I think I said I should go. I can't remember if you asked me to stay. I like to imagine you did. When I got into my car, I knew I should've kissed you. I didn't know if I'd ever get the chance again.
I sat in my car outside what I figured was the house for a long time. It was cold out, I wore that leather bomber jacket, but I can't remember the month or the day. It must've been cold enough in Austin for the jacket - I wouldn't have worn for fashion's sake.
I finally worked up the nerve to go in, and realized quickly I didn't know anyone there. I recognized some of Kelly's exes, and spoke to one of them, but mostly I just stood around, listening to music.
I felt like I should go. Rose was nowhere to be found (she had left before I arrived), and there's nothing worse than an unfamiliar party. I went outside and saw Earnest (again, through Kelly), and said hello. I sat for a minute on the balcony, at this tiny table, across from you. I noticed you, of course, but I didn't know you. I'd seen you around town, but you were one of the cool kids, you guys ran Austin (or so I thought, at the time).
I can't remember who spoke to who first, but I have to believe it was you. I can't imagine I would've been that bold. I think I bummed a cigarette from you (as i'm known to do when I have nothing else to say). Somehow it came out you were from Mass. The conversation from there's a blur.
I remember you taking my picture.
After we'd stood by the side of the house, and I couldn't decide to whether I should put my hands in my pockets or not, I think I said I should go. I can't remember if you asked me to stay. I like to imagine you did. When I got into my car, I knew I should've kissed you. I didn't know if I'd ever get the chance again.
