Waking up

The sun hits my eyes, blinded

Go to move my arm, stuck

Another body next to mine

Heat rising from the sheets

Getting up

Head throbbing, pained

Blood rushing back to my fingers, numb

Strands of hair hang around my nose

The sweet smell locks me in place

Looking up

Eyes stare back down, blank

Hands reaching out to touch, cold

Lips locked in a confused embrace

Heartbeat remains steady throughout

Watching her leave

Promise to return, unfulfilled

Steady heart in chest, broken

Bottle in hand as the moon appears

The liquid inside washes away the memory

Pawn shop

Wedding ring, never worn

Cash in pocket, meaningless

Years of pursuit to find an empty sound

Lesson learned

---

If every person who visited this site so far had left even just $1, I could pay my bills for two months at this point.

I do not say that in any malicious way, so please do not take it that way.

I just never want you to think throwing a single at me here and there doesn’t make a big difference.

---

---