he has jet black hair,
and brown eyes that make me weak.
so weak, that i can't drink coffee without putting my old records on.
his bones were prominent, sometimes i swear i could hear them creak.
he had a freezer burn heart,
and even though i thawed it out,
it still isn't the same.
vodka doesn't freeze,
so instead he boiled and bolted out of my front door.
