You pointed to the bottle as if to cue me to drink it, as we watched cartoons in a daze.
I would take a sip and then pass it to you.
I can remember that kissing that bottle felt a lot like kissing you.
It stung and tasted a lot like poison, but I kept coming back for more.
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 4:31 PM UTC
You pointed to the bottle as if to cue me to drink it, as we watched cartoons in a daze.
I would take a sip and then pass it to you.
I can remember that kissing that bottle felt a lot like kissing you.
It stung and tasted a lot like poison, but I kept coming back for more.
