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B N Bradley Feb 2018
we sat gawkily
as you drove us both
to a place of
mutual company.
0 miles ‘till empty.
you’ll have to push
us home.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
i am haunted
by the ghost of
you in
my bed. sleep
no more.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
we howl like
thirsty wolves
in the back
of your truck
trying to feed our
appetite with
sweaty limbs and
i love yous.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
aroma of fries
sticky booths and
awkward conversations.

what makes you smile?
is it the sound of
my voice or
the way i make
fun of myself?
B N Bradley Feb 2018
you lie
as you take my hand
and tell me i’m not
broken.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
i gazed past the darkness
into glossy blue eyes
and i knew
that your lips were meant
to be mine.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
blue gatorade can’t
erase the potent taste
of cheap ***** but
it makes your lips
taste like ecstasy
transporting me to
a world where i’m
not broken, and
i’m not afraid
to love you.

i want to have
your babies.it’s true.
drunk words.
sober thoughts.
You smile or maybe cringe.

not enough love
in my world.
not enough time
with you.
but what do I know
in a liquor infused
state of mind?
B N Bradley Feb 2018
he touches my thigh
and i realize
there is so much
more to life
than feeling
shattered
on the bathroom
floor.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
it’s easier to
get mad over
the mundane things
like you taking ten
seconds instead of five
to answer what chain
restaurant you want
to eat at
then to accept the
crippling pain that
i miss you even
though you’re not
yet gone.
sun
B N Bradley Feb 2018
sun
he was her sun
illuminating her life
in her darkest
moments.
saving her
from an eternity
of black.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
we found each other
in the dark night
gravel in our hair
tangled between the
sun and the stars
never walking
through life
the same way
again.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
i needed to tell you
that you had to
be mine and no one
else’s and that
you were different
in the most perfect ways
so i kissed your lips
and never stopped.
B N Bradley Jan 2018
i whisper
“i trust you”
as you throw me
down and erase
my pain one
****** at a time.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
your smile
is like a
thousand shots of
whiskey
drowning my anxiety.
B N Bradley Feb 2018
in my eyes
there is only
you
and those who
cannot make me
laugh until tears
are streaming down
my face and i
am out of breath
from complete and
utter bliss.

— The End —