He kept touching my hands
I didn't know what to do with my hands
He kept holding my hands

He kept smiling at me
She'd already marked her spot next to him
But he kept smiling at me
Every so often
He'd glance over at me
While sitting next to her
He kept smiling at me

He's good at this
And I was drunk
So I kept touching his hands
And smiled extra hard

But he left without
Me
With
Her
I don't know what to do with my hands