Cheers to me or you but for this blurry second we'll find time to rewind, unwind, not mind each other. But your smile; hide it quickly don't let it pick me or hit me head on like the crash our glass bottles just made. No, it's not forgotten how we used to collide. This is when I evert my eyes, convert my thoughts, insert this nervous laugh: ha ha Or maybe, it's so simple, you and me. And this intoxication of every kind, anykind, makes me hicup... and that's all. Liquor tinted chit chat; that's all. So cheers to all the spinning seducing might've- been's. (But never-agains.)
Reason for writing:
for all those possibilities never explored...
Birth sign: Pisces
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