Head spinning
Ears ringing
Skin tingling
You sleeping
Me existing
Another stolen night
Another hotel room fight
Another hotel room ****
Another run of bad luck
Another bottle of scotch
I watch your torso fall and rise
Remembering the lust in your eyes
Listening whilst you told me lies
You “Love me” what a clichéd surprise
Yet, still I cannot say to you “goodbye”.
Jan 13, 2020
Jan 13, 2020 at 8:46 PM UTC
Head spinning
Ears ringing
Skin tingling
You sleeping
Me existing
Another stolen night
Another hotel room fight
Another hotel room ****
Another run of bad luck
Another bottle of scotch
I watch your torso fall and rise
Remembering the lust in your eyes
Listening whilst you told me lies
You “Love me” what a clichéd surprise
Yet, still I cannot say to you “goodbye”.
© JLB
15/01/2020
01:45 GMT
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