Was it the wine?
They said drunken thoughts speak sober minds
Or was it just you being all blunt?
Wishing you hadn't done the things you've done
Apologizes are said too much
And your eyes didn't even bat
I was told you were a wanderer
Never in my head you'd stop off
Only to leave me with the wound you promised to never cause
Apologizes are said too much
Now I'm sober enough
Come to my senses to know that it wasn't the wine
YOU ARE READING
Breaking Nacre
Poetry"I was a time bomb you said, Ticking, destruction awaits as I keep moving." Copyright © 2021 by Giasemine S.
