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Apr 2017
My lips were numb the first time I kissed you
And I think my brain was too
I pulled your face to mine in the winter air
because I was lonely
and everything felt like a dream

I wish it was.

The second night I saw you
I got too drunk to even function
because you kept buying me drinks
and I kept drinking them
because I didn't want you to think I didn't like you

That same night you said I offered ***
like it was some cheap deal
made under faulty lighting.

I never did.

The last night, I saved you
from being stuck in Mt. Adams
outside a bar.
This time you were the one too drunk.
You walked to my car,
and tried to give me directions.

Arriving at your apartment,
and you parked my car.
We went upstairs and you ate.
Dumped your food
and I offered to clean it up for you.
Then you ate me,
even when I said no
but I offered to clean that up too.
In fact I had to.

And here I am regretting all
And claiming it as all my fault.
I didn't read the red flags
because my glasses
made mine
white.
Written by
mae  29/F/ohio
(29/F/ohio)   
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