Do you see it?
The tears. The shame.
Do you smell it?
The whiskey. The *****.
Do you feel it?
The tension. The pain.
We went downhill fast.
Too fast.
We couldn't stop and we didn't want to.
We needed to but never understood why.
But we see it.
We feel it.
We hate it.
Can we be saved?
Saved from each other?
We did say forever.
We promised God.
For better or worse.
Remember, baby?
Because I don't.