the second time we met was when you had another show
and the girls and i made it mandatory for all of us to go.
this time i noticed,
the disappearance of hair and the emptiness of a chair.
i didn’t seem to make a difference, however,
there was a small change in you and the twinkle of your eye,
acting as if you were a different guy;
i guess that was the effect of a few
brews and gin.
YOU ARE READING
Intoxicated
RomanceA boy, a girl, and a bottle of booze. © tilmorning. The third installment, following the stories 'something' & 'where we fell'.
