Bevanda Del Vino
Honestly,
I’m tired of feeling so alone.
I miss feeling comfortable being on my own
I miss late nights filled with me and you
I hate feelings because as an adult I have to accept things for what they are & move along
Chilled glasses of wine bring me deja vu
I wish feeling temporary wasn’t all I was used to
I let you in, you take what you want..
After the party I’m of no use nor am I any good to you.
I remember staying up until 4 am lost in one another’s indiscretions
With each kiss my soul died a little bit not knowing if it was natural to crave someone indefinitely rather than for a brief moment but to get lost within seconds..
I was myself with you
I gave myself to you
You assured me I was priceless each encounter you’d take my breath away..
I wish I would’ve kept my walls up because the only thing you fulfilled with your “assurances” was how easy I was to leave
I drown my sorrows in gas station wine,
White Zinfandel was your favorite..
If only I’d of had a spine so I could’ve walked away from something that felt so easy.
Because what feels like it should’ve been meant to be..
Its only ever left me feeling temporary
Imagine thinking of someone as “perfect”
All the while in their minds you were worthless....
My feelings must’ve been worthless as a penny to you..
The way you flicked them away from your fountain.
-T.H.











