You lit it.

I've already given up, and accepted that I was stuck in that mess that I was in. A mess that I would always be in. Then you were there. I sat there, and you walked towards me. Did I know you? Oh, a friend of a friend. That awkward introduction turned into a casual conversation. You had a way with words, and I had a way with looks.

Laughter filled the air that night, accompanied by the wetness of the rain. It started to hit us, just like the alcohol in our our hands made it's way in our systems. "Another round please" said the general. It went on and on until we found our way inside each other. No need for digging. No need for diving.

Big words and big gestures coming from You and I. The heat of our banter simmered down to small talk. Words slurred more and more until eyes just stayed focused on each other's. Your subtle confidence turned into physical contact. Heat filled your cheeks, my vision was a blur.

A sudden feeling hit me. My words were struggling to come out and then suddenly it all just exploded. A mess. You ran away quickly. H2O. "Keep it together" I say to myself. Tried to stop it from coming, but then it all fell on the sidewalk. You come back, your hands are now on me. Can't tell if it was chivalry or just instinct.

The air felt thick, inside that bubble. I was flustered and kept my eyes closed. And then I found it funny when your car wouldnt start. We were waiting for something. Someone to save us. You play a song then play with my hair. In that heat, i felt like melting. Was I really? I dont think so.

Pressure. No escape from it. I'm trying to see if you would crack too. Second thoughts, impulsive decisions. Minutes pass, still havent decided. I wanted to know if there was something behind it. You tell me you want to find out if this was worth something. We were alone, inevitable. Could you ignite this spark that I was saving and trying to keep alive? Didnt force myself. I wanted it, you wanted it.Then it started. You lit it.