The taste of your lips still lingers
Hours, days, even weeks after our last embrace
I can still vividily remember everything you had that night
I could still taste the half pack of cigarettes you had smoked only hours before
The awful smell of achoholisim on your breath
The many shots of vodka mixed
With at least two bottles of beer
And a bottle of Jack
You always drank it from straight from the bottle
You thought it was better that way
The mint from the gum you chewed to try to hide your breath
Because you knew how much I hated them
I hated all those bad habits you had
Smoking at least a pack a day
Drinking way past midnight
But you didn't seem to care
And I guess I really didn't either
Because I still put up with it
You never stopped
I could never get you to stop
No one could ever get you to stop
So here I am
Weeks after I saw you for what I swore was finally the last time
The taste of you
Awful but still sweet
Still lingers
And I can't seem to get it out
Out of my thoughts
Out of my heart
Out of my life
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Sorrows
PoetryI kind of write just to write. Most of my work is free verse, but here and there I'll be in the mood to rhyme. Some of my writings are also personal and can be about specific people or events in my life. It just all depends on what I feel like writi...
