He kissed her goodnight.
A brush of liquored breath.
"Sweet dreams, I love you."
Slurred words of comfort.
He stumbles to the couch.
In search of the bottle half empty.
Guzzling liquid to stifle a cry.
Drunken thoughts hit him.
Sobs rise up his throat.
*No, just *****
Heave after heave rack his body.
Weak and spent he slumbers at last.
She's tired.
Brushing hair away from his face.
She's sad.
A blanket to keep him comfortable.
She's angry.
Cleaning the mess so he wont remember.
She loves him.
"You're my best friend. I could never hate you. I'm here for you. I will take care of you. I love you."
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 10:31 PM UTC
He kissed her goodnight.
A brush of liquored breath.
"Sweet dreams, I love you."
Slurred words of comfort.
He stumbles to the couch.
In search of the bottle half empty.
Guzzling liquid to stifle a cry.
Drunken thoughts hit him.
Sobs rise up his throat.
*No, just *****
Heave after heave rack his body.
Weak and spent he slumbers at last.
She's tired.
Brushing hair away from his face.
She's sad.
A blanket to keep him comfortable.
She's angry.
Cleaning the mess so he wont remember.
She loves him.
"You're my best friend. I could never hate you. I'm here for you. I will take care of you. I love you."