I got drunk again,
And I found myself missing you,
Memories that were never mine to covet,
But, maybe they were,
I can’t tell anymore,
The liquor went straight to my head,
And traveled down to my heart,
Knowing where to strike in my vulnerability
Because you always bring out the best and worse in me.
Because you never got to have those sides of me,
Not all of them,
Not in the same breath,
Because I knew never to let you touch all of me,
Because I’d be here,
Drunk and calling you,
Again and again,
Wishing I could hear your voice once more,
And deleting my voicemails one after the other,
Letting the tears soak up the alcohol.

Though most often consumed to raise our spirits, sometimes a stiff drink releases hidden, haunting ones. Beautifully articulated in your words. Well written!
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Very true! Thank you!!
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Masterful writing. Happy happy holidays
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thank you !!!
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“Memories that were never mine to covet…” Wow. Powerful.
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thank you 🙂
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Fantabulous post
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thank you 🙂
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The liquor went straight to my head,
And traveled down to my heart, lovely 🙂🙃
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thank you ❤
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This is was beautiful piece
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Thank you!!
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