I’m struggling to make a move. I’m coming on too strong, way too soon. Well what if she doesn’t like me? Fuck it, it’s a party. But she keeps on saying all her friends still hate me. Tell them to go home then so that we can pretend, that I don’t want to be here. Please don’t say you’re leaving. “Try again.” You’re telling me, “Try again next summer.” “Try again.” You’re telling me, “Try again next summer.” I’m thinking so hard I forget your name. Fuck it, I’m going to bed. Well what if she doesn’t like me? Fuck it, it’s a party. But she keeps on saying all her friends still hate me. Tell them to go home then so that we can pretend, that I don’t want to be here. Please don’t say you’re leaving. “Try again.” You’re telling me, “Try again next summer.” “Try again.” You’re telling me, “Try again next summer.” I had my chance. I blew my plans. It was my hands but I fucked it. Nate wants to party forever.