In this drunken state that I’m in

There is only one thought that is locked within

And it’s the thought of my Ex and what could have been

And I know that I shouldn’t be thinking of you

Missing you every day because you are my past

But the truth is that I wish that we had last

I wish that we didn’t come to an end

Because in my present I keep looking around the bend

Wishing that I could turn back the hands of time

Then maybe we could fix things, forgive things and then maybe you would be mine

There are so many things that I miss about you that I didn’t even know I needed until you were gone

Because I have gotten so use to the chaos and the storm that I didn’t see that you were my calm

Oh how I miss your sweet kisses

Your lips were like a mixture of freedom and water that quenches the thirst after walking for days in a desert

And when our lips intertwined you made me feel like I was a fruit that was filled with sweet flavors ripe and ready to burst

When I was with you, and your fingertips grazed my skin, it was like flames of a candle, I was your wax and I melt for you from within

When I was in your embrace, it was like I was floating in space and you were my anchor

You were the period that completes my sentences,you were my answer, you were the shine to my armor

You took me to heights that I have never been, depths I have never known

You showed me the fruits of happiness when love has been sown

You were like a pianist with my body, you knew how to hit every note to make me moan

You knew all the keys to play together, all the places to squeeze,slap and caress to make me groan

I miss the way that you used to make love to me as if I was the only thing that existed and there was nothing else and no one else

I miss the attention that you gave to every inch of my body and your dedication to hearing my screams and hearing my yells

Oh Gosh! Oh God! Harder! Harder! yes, right there! right there! Please don’t stop! don’t stop! don’t stop! and finally “I'm cumming'

I missed how you made sure that I was enjoying every bit of your loving

I hate that I fucked up, and got so hang up on things that didn’t even matter

I hate that I messed things up and that I shatter, your heart which you handed to me on a golden platter

I hate that It took you leaving for me to find out that you were my best-friend, and possibly my soulmate

So now I am drinking, and overthinking because you will be married tomorrow and it will be too late

But even in my drunken state

I know that you will be better off without me

So go be the happiest that you can be.
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