Whiskey I [m.yg]

18.

That kiss was probably the most overwhelming thing ever. I don't only remember how it felt, but I remember how it ended too.

Neither of us apologized. It was as if we both wanted it.

"Whiskey, huh?"

You nodded

"That's some heavy shit."

You nodded again.

"Whiskey and tears. He really tore you apart, didn't he?"

You stayed silent.

I wanted to hug you, but I couldn't.