Day 546 - Three Years

I could tell you weren't an angel, from the angle, I was watching from.
You cursed so loud, drinking big gulps down, of coke and whiskey.
It's wasn't a treat, being in my seat, just watching cigarettes burn down.
You called me out, I wanted to shout, "Go fuck yourself."
I held it in, because there's something about sin that's so damn sexy.

I was a newly free man, with no real plans, until we walked outside that night.
It was time to take a chance, learn to dance, between a new girl's feet.
I kissed your lips, it was like taking a sip, of the sweetest tasting wine.
Your body so warm and tight, it just felt right, so I tangled it all up in mine.

Now here we are, still miles apart, from where we want to be.
Love and trust, are more powerful than lust, when it comes to you and me.
I pray for the day, I can see your face, every time I wake from a sleep.
I'm not sure from where you fell, but you're my angel now and I wouldn't want it any other way.