Love and Whiskey

As you stole a glance across the room,

As you locked your eyes on mine,

As words fell from your drunken lips,

As you unraveled my heart one string at a time,

As you stacked each brick upon my chest,

As you embezzled the air from my lungs,

As you paved your path to love’s grand illusion

With pebbles you had gathered off mine,

Did you know, as you left, you’d destroy me?

Did you care? Did you wonder at all?

Did my heart even cross your mind?

Or was I just your daydream,

Merely captured in whiskey

And savored …

One drink at a time.


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14 thoughts on “Love and Whiskey

  1. There was a time not so far in my distant past that I would have argued that sometimes all you needed was enough whiskey. Either way, the gal wearing the JD T-Shirt and the bottle of Jack was enough to remind me, sometimes you need more than broads and whiskey. (But, not until you are much older.)

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