"Under our tree"
It was you and me
We were both teenagers that summer night
We were a fumbling mess-
We wanted so hard to be able to touch each other
You were worried about the pain I might have
I was worried about meeting your expectations
I didn't know then that you didn't have any
Our bodies were rain slicked from the summer storm that just passed
We wanted to get close, but close wasn't enough
We were so passionate back then
We craved one another
We were young and alive