She Was Fading
Crow.
My friend Crow was in New York for a week and he decided to crash at my place for awhile. Crow’s a cool guy when he’s clean. But when he’s baked, watch out.
Don’t make fun of his name either; he punched me in the nose back in 10th grade for calling it gay.
Delilah came over while Crow was stoned and he made her cry. Delilah is fragile as much as Crow is rough and he grabbed her arm too tight. That’s just how he greets people, but she didn’t know.
She ran from him and hugged me around the waist as she cried. “Tom!” She yelped.
Crow scrunched his face at me and began to laugh. “Tom?”
This time, I punched him in the nose.
Don’t make fun of his name either; he punched me in the nose back in 10th grade for calling it gay.
Delilah came over while Crow was stoned and he made her cry. Delilah is fragile as much as Crow is rough and he grabbed her arm too tight. That’s just how he greets people, but she didn’t know.
She ran from him and hugged me around the waist as she cried. “Tom!” She yelped.
Crow scrunched his face at me and began to laugh. “Tom?”
This time, I punched him in the nose.