The drunk tank was as bad as I remembered from the last week. The acrid smell of human waste Permeated the dank air.
She was paying my bail I could see her so clean and soft So pretty I thought if how she held me close as we made love in our clean bed. Before she threw me out because of the drinking.
I felt ashamed at my look I needed a shave and a shower. But living on the city streets is hard.
She touched my hair softly lifting it from my brow. She said I always loved you I still do you know. I mumbled I loved her as well.
As we entered the bright sunlight outside She said I lost our son as well you know. The tears filled my eyes And my heart began to ache once more. I turned and walked away towards the signpost for a town named Oblivion.