Whiskey 🥃

I woke up, tired, drunk and alone

My hand looks for you

Instead it finds a cold glass bottle

Whiskey spent the night

One shot, our first kiss

Second shot, I love you

Third shot, I love you too

Fourth shot, I’m pregnant

Fifth shot,  I miss you

Sixth shot, I’m sorry

No more shots, I don’t want to feel this anymore

I don’t want to feel anything

I don’t want to miss you

I don’t want to love you

I was drinking to forget you

But Honey, I can’t

You can’t forget the ones you love

You can’t forget the ones you shared with

You can’t forget the ones you let in

No amount of Whiskey will kill this feeling

Feel it