There are some decisions
I completely forsake
In doing so
For it wasn't mine to make
Still there are emotions
At the back of my head
Lingering so
Maybe 'till
On the bed
Of my dying day
YOU ARE READING
Shots of Soju
Poetry"It wasn't the bitterness she winces at, but it was the sweetness that lingered along with it. And she wanted it to last."
