04-30-2019, 12:05 PM
Our pupils dilated for just thirty days,
until you realized the sun must rise
on empty beer cans,
whisky that lived atop my breath,
and joy only found in drunkenness.
until you realized the sun must rise
on empty beer cans,
whisky that lived atop my breath,
and joy only found in drunkenness.
Time is the best editor.