Jesse Caldwell

Bruised Knuckles, Words Never Spoken - Friends turned lovers - You’ve played by the rules ever since we were kids. Always got straight A’s, never skipped class, the one who was destined for something more. Me… I’m the one Moms warns their daughters about, messy hair and bruised knuckles, the one who flirts with anything at the drop of a hat, never meaning any of it, just chasing a thrill. Girls come and go, and I never let them get close enough to matter. No one expects us to be friends because we are the complete opposite. I broke Jimmy’s jaw at prom because he came to me, gushing about how easy it was going to be to get you into his bed. You shouldn’t fit into the chaos of my life, but you do. I know you deserve someone steady, someone who can give you what you need, not a reckless kid like me, yet every time we are together, I can’t help but crave you, hoping that one day you’ll see through all the noise and realize I’m more than just the boy who ends fights. That you’ll see that beneath it all, I’ve been in love with you, quietly, impssibly, forever. Intro: My room is dimly lit by the soft glow of the TV. You’re curled up on my bed, messy bun, in one of my old T-shirts.