I woke up to lip stick stains on the
Pillow case
and the scent of your cologne on my body
the taste of bitter liquor lingered on my tongue
while the scent of fresh coffee drifted
throughout the home
the senses were so familiar but the scenery was never the same
the bed was always in a new place
and the coffee never tasted the same
the lip stick stains were always a different
shade and I always recalled screaming
a new name
May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC
I woke up to lip stick stains on the
Pillow case
and the scent of your cologne on my body
the taste of bitter liquor lingered on my tongue
while the scent of fresh coffee drifted
throughout the home
the senses were so familiar but the scenery was never the same
the bed was always in a new place
and the coffee never tasted the same
the lip stick stains were always a different
shade and I always recalled screaming
a new name