there was something about you
that i couldn't get off my mind,
however, i gave up all hope
that we'd ever meet once more.
three weeks later i was proved wrong.
i hadn't plan to go out
for i had spent the last four days
with my great grandma in hospice
laying at her bedside wishing
for her to be at peace.
my heart was breaking and all
i needed was a drunk fix
so i drove to the bar and ordered
a few shots –
i thought i was too drunk and
hallucinated your face
but there was no way i could
forget your smile and the
scent of your embrace.
you were talking to my friend
when she pulled me to her side
and reintroduced us
but drunk me was way too excited
and threw my body onto yours
like a koala on a tree i clung to
you for life.
YOU ARE READING
with whiskey on our breath
Poetrybecause there's that one moment in life where you meet someone and wonder, "where the fuck have you been all my life?" this was - is our moment. © christine marie.
