Too Much Vodka this Morning,

she was intoxicated by her past. and I knew it from the first glance at her arms. with a rolled long sleeve she used. there were deep cuts she forgot to hide. but if it is, why she always wore the best smile I’ve ever seen. her eyes spreading a vibe like a little Monalisa.

yesterday I was contemplated, self-talks with my own. I was meant to reclaim her joy. I brought her favorite latte every day, just to cheer her morning up. I was her comfort touch at times of grief. but, she always told me to go away faraway from her. she scared if may someday unintended I got cuts by her.

I love you forever and always. even after you pushed me this far, my feelings were never could be changed. we separated this way, to know that if we meant to grow together or not right? I still dreamt about you every night and then. I hope you are going okay. Sorry, I’m not so sober, good morning and goodbye.

ps.: if you are ready, you know where to meet me.