randomly 

she messaged me

Because I have quite the catchy name

you see.

and we talked

I felt bold

Because I felt her desire,

I saw it on her face

and told her she was a slut.

My heart pounded and she didn’t deny it

she sent pictures

Not a lot of them

She still had some

self respect.

Then one day she wanted to meet

but I was too afraid

I’d put on airs that wasn’t me

I was delightful to her and

I was impressed that she wanted to meet.

It was a thrilling talking her, at first

I could say things

I never would’ve

but still we never met

came up with excuses

I think she chickened out too

at least once.

but she keeps inviting me

I’ll meet her now

now that I understand more how I feel

the consequences of what I say