I’ve been waiting for ever for someone to get you drunk
So I could read the words on a screen that I really needed to hear from your mouth
The night I knew you got the alcohol choked down your throat I waited up for these texts from you:
I miss you. I miss you so much. I miss seeing you everyday. I miss waking up next to you. I can’t stand the idea of being away from you. I wish I stayed.
But all you will say the next time you see me —if you ever want to see me is “I hope my texts didn’t wake you up”
They didn’t.
This poetry is originally made by Dana Kathleen. I am in love with her words and I remake it. I hope it's not disappointing and you guys can still feel the emotion it brings :)