tonight i take a sip from this wine bottle to wash away the taste from your lips,
that soft echo between your teeth,
rendering me helpless, as my heart fades numbly,
i sip from this wine bottle to intoxicate those memories,
no bottom grip, i just feel myself sinking into these wooden floors,
tonight i get it, we don’t share the same pain,
i sip from this wine bottle as i stumble, and wobble into defect,
hoping tomorrow this hangover gives me relief,
into a new feeling.
