champagne & glitter

mistakes

ben & summer

she had curly hair that tickled

my neck when i hugged her.

but as i paced and paced in

front of the door,

i yearned for that feeling.

for her laugh and her

lips.

i missed the way she teased me

and made me warm.

i missed her,

and i had a terrible feeling

that there was a high possibility

that she wasn't coming home.

it was a new year,

a time for promises and

kisses and

smiles.

but i was alone

and guilty

and tired of yelling.

i just wanted her home and

tight in his arms.

there were things i needed to tell her.

appologies

statements.

so many promises.

but the clock wasn't slowing down

and she wasn't coming home.