We Were At A Cajun Restaurant

We were at a Cajun restaurant

A whole group of us

We parked our cars in grassy fields

But it was raining, torrential

There started to be mudslides

And I worried how we would leave

Rich people landed their helicopters

They wouldn’t have the mud to worry about

This was a very popular Cajun restaurant.

I was very thirsty, and behind me were sitting my parents

They had a pitcher of water, so I got up to get some

Then I had to pee, so I went to the back of the restaurant

To find the bathroom.

It turns out it was at the front of the restaurant.

I don’t remember if I made it there

Because then you grabbed my hand.

You knew I had been ignoring you all night

Avoiding you, my Mol.

I was trying to be strong at this Cajun restaurant

And not let all my demons follow me here

But there you were

And we were saying goodbye again.

That was when I first said I didn’t know if I’d ever see you again

You couldn’t give me a straight answer.

We hugged profusely, warm and tight.

Parting ways, I was heading to the bar for

Two shots of Jameson

But instead I went outside

Through the front doors of the Cajun restaurant.

Maybe I was going to find my car

In the field, see if I could just leave this place already

But there you were, sitting with all your other friends

They waved me over, but the last thing I wanted to be around

Was people, other than you.

You came up to me and said,

“KMo said you should hate the player, not the game

And she did a sassy snap of her fingers.”

All your friends walked past us,

Their number must have been called

To go eat inside the Cajun restaurant.

I said I hated the game, but I was in love with the player.

I avoided making eye contact, so you grabbed my face.

You said “close your eyes.”

You pressed your lips to mine.

Before I even realized what was happening.

They were dry, chapped, rough.

I touched my tongue to them

Just to provide lubrication

I wasn’t certain you wanted me inside your mouth.

I decided to try to make this a kiss to remember

For you

For as many nanoseconds as you were letting me

Your lips were so dry

Not used to passion, love, yearning, urgency.

You gave me the one gift I’ve never had.

We parted after not nearly enough time

And I repeated, “When will I see you again?”

You didn’t have an answer.

We hugged and then you walked away.

You had gone above and beyond, you thought.

But to me, you sliced my heart wide open.

I already thought it impossible to forget you before then.

I don’t keep you trapped in my basement under the earth

With closure unfulfilled

I wasn’t the one who planted the idea in your brain

Quite the opposite, baby.

You’ve got me trapped down here

Closer to the equator than you’ve ever been

Your dry, chapped, Northern lips

Haunt my dreams, not the other way around

And I wake up

Surrounded by the bars of my prison

Asking over and over,

When will I see you again?