Day 1;
I saw this boy standing in a dark corner
with a beer bottle in his hands
and a cigarette hanging loosely between his lips
his dull green eyes effortlessly searched the room
looking at all the sweaty bodies swaying next to each other
he was truly beautiful

Day 5;
I saw the boy again
with that same beer bottle in his hands
drinking and drinking the bittersweet poison
we locked eyes for the first time
and I could see all the pain
he kept bottled up
he was truly beautiful

Day 10;
I talked to that boy for the first time
he loosely held that beer bottle
as he told me stories
and for the first time ever
his eyes looked lively as he stared into my curious ones
he was truly beautiful

Day 40;*
today I saw that boy shed a tear
he whispered to me
about how everyone ruthlessly judged him
because he would always drink that bittersweet poison
my heart broke as I comforted him
even with red eyes and a tear-stained face
he was truly beautiful

Day 50;
I fell in love with that drunken boy
and I nervously shook
as I grabbed his hands
and looked him in the eyes
I softly said to him
the passionate love that I felt for him
he bitterly laughed
as he whispered,
"Me? Nobody can love me.
I'm just a drunken boy."
and I shook my head
and said to him,
"That's where you're wrong
I fell in love with you
and I don't plan on changing my mind.
You see, everyone only notices
how much you drink,
nobody can see your thirst.
I notice your thirst.
I notice your thirst for love and compassion.
I notice your thirst for how you want someone to care
and maybe, just maybe, I am the one drink that can quench your true thirst."


-b.c.