It was Friday, you invited me in your house that night.
You took me to your room and turned the lights on when we were inside.
Your room was interesting; the well known rock 'n roll artists, up against your wall in posters, had a book shelf that was empty and the theme of your room was turquoise with black there and there.
I saw an acoustic guitar on the stand by the corner of your room. I told you to play it for me.
You got up and took the guitar as I sat on your bed and you sat on the stool.
You sang the song Colors by OneRepublic.
Your baritone voice flew around the room, I closed my eyes and listened to the melodious of your voice.
You stopped playing the guitar but you didn't stop singing as my eyes were still closed.
I heard you come closer to me and you sang into my ear.
"Every time I look at you lately
I see colors they're changing
Every time I look at you lately
I see colors
I see you in black and white
I see you in the brightest light
Yeah when I look at you colors
When I look at you I see colors
When I look at you I see woo colors
I see woo colors."
You finished and I felt your lips brushed over mine - quickly my eyes fled opened.
I bit my lip as you stared at my dark brown eyes and I stared back at your kermit eyes, grinning like a cute idiot.