our first kiss may as well have been our first kiss goodbye. I’m drowning tonight, hand me a baguette and wine. Jack, Jim, all of their friends, been workin on me, but can’t you see, I can’t drink you away? Not tomorrow, certainly not today.
You said our love was true, now I’d like to be downing something, something with a strong alcohol proof.
O.K not really drinking, calm down. I find that this poem is about my two past loves.