missing you quietly
is very unbecoming.
i should be spiraling into
a deep dark gulley
of whiskey days
and tear stained nights,
mumbling my name in your sleep.
it's what you deserve.
instead i add a little more
milk to my coffee
and put my books down
after a few pages.
i am able to laugh.
and i smile at strangers
on the street.
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 12:12 PM UTC
missing you quietly
is very unbecoming.
i should be spiraling into
a deep dark gulley
of whiskey days
and tear stained nights,
mumbling my name in your sleep.
it's what you deserve.
instead i add a little more
milk to my coffee
and put my books down
after a few pages.
i am able to laugh.
and i smile at strangers
on the street.
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