I drink to feel better,
I drink to feel fine.
I drink because I miss you,
Is there anymore wine ?

Remember when I would bring you sunflowers with the roots still grasping dirt?
*It was all I could do. Especially with roses past overdue.

Just grab her by the hand and run away,
Far off into the distant light.
Don't even look back,
Merely hold each other tight.
Just hope when it catches up,
It's not looking for a fight.

*Because it can and will consume you.

You're eyes , they sparkled that night.
Made me forget of the horrors we constantly live through.
It's as if you knew.
Somehow.
But how?

It's not that I don't trust you
It's just memories of the past
Warn me not to

I hate this inbetween taste you left in my teeth.