Drunk with desire

I’ve consumed a bottle and a half of wine already so bare with me.

 

 

Cheap Wine and Finer Things

 

I raise a glass to a ghost tonight

Spilling cheap wine on the floor

Because you…

You will never be mine.

 

You’re made of finer things

My muddy boots smudge the marble floors

You’re a dream I will never be fit to walk in

 

I wear my bruises on the outside,

You sip your life from crystal glasses,

Never needing to look down.

 

I liked you. Fuck. I like you.

But I will ruin it.

I will ruin you.

 

drink up, darling.

You’re safer without me.