i kissed your sister under the bleachers of an empty stadium,
hiding from ghosts relatives and whatever else.
it must have been the way she didn't care when i mentioned your name
or when i would talk about the ways you and i would fu.ck,
the when
the where
and why??

i was stoned.

i still think of you now though,
intermittently and
always unexpectedly,

still i'm sure somewhat intentionally.
The first four lines are hard to get the flow of, since their huge. I enjoyed the last four lines. Quirky style. Kind of short, but not much you can do about it. Actually, brevity might be its strongest weapon, because of how you feel about her. A random though that occured during the day, not an epic transformation of character. Good song...
Crit mine?