the broken|#Wattys2015|

mouth

m o u t h

it's been weeks

too many weeks

since she stopped going to the coffee shop

so did he

he found himself going to bars

many of them

he drank to get her off his mind

at times he cried

he wanted her

he wanted her bad

his lips pressed to hers
was all he ever wanted

her touch was something he craved

so he drank

one bottle two bottle four bottle five

he found himself kissing other girls

didn't matter who the girl was

as long as it distracted him

and one night

he kissed and kissed

and though he missed her

he was seeing her

as he slightly opened his eyelids

he saw the same stormy grays looking back at him

her soft lips touched his

it was an illusion

" this isn't real." he suddenly said.