Nov 2013
I cannot hold you
like I do my alcohol,
but I can let go
like the smoke escaping your lips.
you are just ash
drowning in a sea of regret
with no place to call home.
*t.m.v
like I do my alcohol,
but I can let go
like the smoke escaping your lips.
you are just ash
drowning in a sea of regret
with no place to call home.
*t.m.v
