The Beginning by Secret-Author

Jan 2017

I waited for you to come outside,
Like I had waited for you in bed.
My hand went numb from reaching,
As you sat and got drunk, instead.

#drunk #lonely #alcohol #alone #always #him #you #us #waiting #drinking

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