{inspiration from the song drunk in love}
i'm filthy
from thinking
from drinking
from wanting you
my fingers keep touching, our hands keep holding, you just look so darn nice
baby i want you
or, well, i used to
all night every night
you were mine
until she picked you
and you picked her
we used to be all night
but then you went away
then you decided not to stay
and now nothing's okay
we be all night
until death do us part
that's how it's supposed to be
right?
i'm drinking
to stop the pain
to stop the agony
i'm drunk in love
YOU ARE READING
those days
Poetryon the first day I told myself I wouldn't do it I wouldn't hurt them like I have before everything was a lie