The bottom of a bottle.
I know you well.
We've had fun, sometimes too much.
Other times we've been in trouble.
Done things I would never do.
Things I regret.
Sometimes you gave me courage.
Like when I kissed her.
We both knew it wouldn't happen sober.
Occasionally I still visit you.
Mainly when I'm feeling friendly,
Or just out on the town.
Though I'm happy to say, dear bottle,
You never could make me sway.
I always had to do it my way.
Though I see so many fall before you.
I know that I'll be strong today.
Because in the end....
You're only half a beer away.