You love me the only way you know how
After you've finished the bottle and
Picked up the phone
Start telling me what you feel
What you think I want to hear
You don't think of the consequences
How anything you do affects me
We're just friends now, remember?
If you were sober you'd agree
If you were sober we wouldn't be speaking right now
But you're not
You tell me you want to marry me
How beautiful our children would be you say
Because they'd look like me
I tell you to stop
You continue
Say I'm the only person you ever truly loved
When I don't reciprocate your feelings
The anger swells up, boils over and is unleashed on me
You tell me I don't care—I'm selfish
You ask me how I don't love you now
When this is everything I wanted to hear before
I've changed a lot over the years you plead-I've grown
If you truly mean any of this then I'll hear from you in the morning
And you'll tell me the same things sober
But that call never comes
So I wait until the next bottle is emptied
About the Creator
Marisa Batista
wannabe writer who has more ideas in her head than what she actually puts on paper
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