You tasted like an Apple Martini,
Your caresses were sweet and tangy.
But your lies hit like vodka.
And your broken promises like rum and cola.I still remember outside that club.
When you said, you have fallen out of love.
And I cried bottles of bitter tears.
As I gulp down those bitter beers.And then all of a sudden you come running back.
Like my favorite white wine, that's a fact.
But I still drank you in like tonic.
This, is the confession of an alcoholic.