I never needed any alcohol when we went to parties
knowing you were there was enough to get me stumbling around
you tongue could burn my mouth just like the whiskey could
and the way your hands found their way around my body made my stomach bubbly just like the beers
the way your lips felt on my skin was like sipping on champagne
but it left red wine stains on my pale skin
I just wanted you to stay on the dance floor with me as I got drunk off you some more
but then I woke up on the couch where I passed out
and my head hurt from where you hit me
and I watched you watch her
like you'd never seen anything more beautiful
like you weren't just telling me you loved me
and my stomach got queasy and the world span
I didn't even need to taste the frilly drinks In the fridge
to know what being drunk felt like
or feel the heartache of having a hangover
I've been loving on you all night instead
hoping maybe , you'd get drunk off me too
-r.b
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Idk where this came from but I feel like someone out there could relate
-your very own broken girl ♡
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Morning whispers
Poetrythe second adoxography. (Midnight wonders pt.2) I write to take the hurt off my heart, even if it's for a split second When the pen hits the paper, I have something to share the pain with I write to feel alive So that I can say what I want withou...
