The haze of the last
pull in the air
Clouded my
judgment
The fifth chilled
glass of wine dripping in my hand
Numbed the pain
There was no one
I wanted more..
Than you..
Right now..
So I waited
For the one text
To say the five
words I needed to hear:
Where are you right now?
“The Drunken
Hour” – #withloveKM
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