We were afraid.
Afraid of hurting each other,
Whilst in the company of one another.
But with every touch,
Every hug,
Every kiss,
We wanted each other more.
They stop us from being one.
The rumors, the jokes,
Our differences, the looks
On their faces in denial.
There was too much pressure on you.
My absence did not help at all.
So we relax, in the Sanctuary,
The bar where fond memories were made,
Of being with friends, and a great time,
But most of all, an excuse to be just
Us.
Love growing from a drink,
Absorbed into our blood, clouding our minds,
but we share the same frequency,
The same rhythm,
The same likes,
All of it.
We connect,
Our bond becoming stronger,
Mirroring thoughts.
Thoughts of each other.
Through this liquid haze,
We phase through our differences
and Meet.
Share.
Love.
You enter my mind with every drop,
Filling me with your bliss,
Embracing me in your company,
Saving me from my demons.
It is this drink that lets us hold hands
Under the table,
Away from everyone's eyes.
While I'm glad, she denies
But her shell breaks down,
Her grip, tighter on my hand,
Craving for my warmth.
This is who you really are.
It is this drink that lets us kiss
Without hesitation,
Without regret,
Whilst forgetting the consequences
Of our forbidden affair.
Underneath these neon lights,
Our love will blossom
In lust, ecstasy, romance.
It was this drink that told us what we felt about each other.*
Now I drink, but only to myself.
But with each sip, an image
Of you next to me.
Laughing, Smiling,
Crying, Yearning,
Longing for love.
From me, and no one else.
I'll sip for every moment that you aren't here with me,
Until you save me.
Until you hold my hand under the table once again.
For S.Y., I'm happy that you read this. :)