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Sam Oct 2017
There wasn't much to really say
On that gray and fateful day
There wasn't much to really say
As I watched her walkaway
Sam Oct 2017
She said "Pick your poison"
and I must admit
Her selection was quite impressive
Bottle after bottle
Each unique in it's figure
No single one containing a liquid of the same shade.
Some older than me
Others predating my father

When my eyes finished scanning
as if they even had to
My words came out softly
Possibly to lull her troubled mind
"The only thing in this room I pick, is to have you in my life. Forever til the end."
Sam Oct 2017
I think I was born to hold her in my arms.

Watching distant city lights dance and twinkle with the night sky.

The clouds forming the perfect backdrop as we spectate from a distance.

Surely when I find her we can make that dream a reality.

Live the kind of nights that you never forget.
Sam Oct 2017
You must excuse my lifeless demeanor
You see, physically, my heart is in my chest
But emotionally, it's torn

I hope you can see past my blank stare
Maybe catch a glimpse of something other than hopelessness
A humble smile
Is my way of telling you I'm alive
Sam Oct 2017
I didn't need a lure
Not even a hook
Bait didn't pay a role
No net, no knots, no pole
You simply walked into my life
You threw your arms around me
A squeeze ever so tight
Tight enough to free the unlit cigarette
from my jaw
It sailed softly to the ground
As if to say
"You won't need me anymore, that girl is here to stay"
And sure enough you did proclaim
I've never been much of a fisherman
but somehow I still caught you
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