maybe i had too much wine, i hope you come back tonight

I know
we're all souls just trying to connect with someone,
but we're all left searching on our own
-As tall as lions

your sunglasses. sitting on my countertop. good times and bad. too short of time.
you said you weren't lying. you say you still feel the same. The cliché is ringing through my ears: “It’s not you, it’s me.” Oh please, you owe me more than that. It had only been a month. I know that, so do you. But the fact that I bared it all. My heart is yours. I gave it to you, now what? Oh you hand it back saying, it’s hiatus time. Well thank god for limbo, everyone loves a little limbo in their life. Your sunglasses. Sitting on my countertop. Your beer in my fridge. Your sunglasses will be waiting till you decide the hiatus is over. Your beer on the other hand? That was gone hours ago.