That One Friday Night/Abigail Best

Ten friends are in the room but it feels like just two,

Nine drinks and I’ve had too much but that doesn’t stop you,

Eight steps from my room to yours only in my shirt,

Seven kisses on my neck and I can hardly remember,

Six times I begged to go your arms held me too close,

Five minutes after I thought about leaving I knew I had to stay,

Four weeks bottled inside this couldn’t have happened to me,

Three days the mark of you remained where I’d always see it,

Two hands keeping me from safety too scared to break them,

One Friday night was all it took for you to leave me bruised.

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