12 am and we weren't asleep,
He and I drunk as can be.
We stepped out for a smoke
and our lungs got heavy.
The world was at peace,
I was happy.

I kissed all of my friends.
Some of them more than once.
Another I had not spoken with in months.
I even kissed the one that use to be mine.

He left and a few of us remained,
me being the only drunk.
I got sad,
things were uneasy.
I almost cried;
I wanted to say goodbye.

I crawled in her bed,
and she put her arm around me.
She said I smelled of stale cigarettes and a few ounces of alcohol,
and I told her I would go.
She hugged me closer
and I dozed off to sleep,
seeing another in my dreams.