Rant of a heartbroken drunk
Mind wondering in clouds of smokes, the heat from the 40 proof the only thing sparking his fire lately, it takes away the pain so what if it make his eyes a little rainy. Her company is usually enough when the nights get lonely, can’t heal a hurt Ego hiding behind misogyny and trust issues. Technology made it too easy to relive the past, but he won’t be calling you tonight. Old pictures, past memories; tonight he’s only confessing his love through those few lines
Faded grey Heart on my sleeves, thinking about you is still the only smile that gets me out of bed. Old lies, you’re no longer there so it’s the alcohol sometimes. I miss you, though I don’t tell you when we talk. Trembling voice I blame it on the cold. May my heart run wild today. May it happily jump in front of Cupids’ arrow. Let me take you on this on this promenade to Venus. No heartache nor sorrow. Where love is the only currency. Where we will live old. No legacy just children. Where our love will live through melodies for thousands of years. I promise we will even make the Goddess jealous.