Here is something I’ve learnt: when he is drunk, a boy’s mouth will be filled with the prettiest words you ever heard.
He will say things he never dared to say sober and if you let him, his hands will roam all over your body until you push him off, and even then he will keep coming back.
You will swear he is the one, because the things coming from his mouth sound straight out of a fairy tale.
But come morning, you will be left with the question: ‘Was it real? Did he mean it?’
Oh you will be paranoid and upset, especially when he does not return your calls and acts nonchalant, as though nothing ever happened.
Darling do not settle for a boy who tells you pretty lies when he is drunk. Find someone who swallows their pride and takes a leap of faith to admit how much you mean to them.
You are worth more than a few shots of vodka. Remember that.
Perhaps one day
we will meet again
as characters in
a different story.
Maybe we’ll share
a lifetime then.
and all I’ll do , is thank you for your time .
the full moon
that guided you,
not the one you
than missing a person you shared
a fraction of your life with.
And that is missing a person with
whom you did not.
For you will neither be allowed the
pleasure of their memory, the echo of
their love, the warmth of knowing
that once upon a time you meant a damn,
you were of some importance, you will
not even be allowed the small joy
of a smile that comes with happening
upon a note they once wrote you in
the bottom of your drawer.
It is a sort of hollow longing,
a dreadful nostalgia for a thing
that never quite happened.
This guy I really like made out with me last night but we were both really drunk. Do you think he actually likes me?
What we were
And we could have been
Still very much lingers
On my mind.