You're Gone

You’re Gone

We used to take a couple shots

before we would say, “I love you.”

It seemed to give some numbing.

We took shots of ignorance,

I poured liquid immaturity,

I even gave him false hope.

When you became an alcoholic,

I pulled away in disbelief

You can’t be in love.

Your love sat like a broken keg,

Gushing good intentions

Stinking and sticking love.

As your love pooled on the floor

I played in it like the beach

Admiring the tide pools.

I could not see past my blinders,

You were trying to show me the ocean

And I only saw the crushing waves.

Now you’re gone.

And I have no one to say I love you too.

I never thought I’d be numb without you.