Vodka Kisses & Blurred Images

It was pretty cute,

The way we shared breakfast today,

I would look down,

And slowly, you would look my way.

It could have been special.

It's funny though,

I laugh at how we rolled around in my bed,

I giggle as we reminisce,

While the liquor swirled through my heart and head.

Just Friday, we laugh about it.

When inside,

It breaks me.

Jaggers right through me,

I wanted you to want my heart, not just my body.

I am tired of these miss hap hookups,

Bored of blurred "Intimacy"

I smile because,

I have lost the lustre of Vodka Kisses.

It is a tragedy though,

as we discovered each other, that night,

I discovered something of my own too,

I'm letting go of you.

I am moving past alcoholic grips,

drunken gasps,

I'm tired of empty hits.

I'm sorry I think, I could have really and deeply loved you,

If only.

I think what breaks me most is I

Was

falling in love-

I think you nearly did too-

I was as helpless and hopeless as a feather in a storm,

It would have been you, my entity.

I think of your warmth,

That powerful embrace,

I lost myself for a moment there-

It was empty.

So that's it,our blurred images,

Vodka Kisses,

I am leaving behind,

Up and away,

Even when it breaks me,

Simba, I am walking away.