Today I’m here yet again with

Another girl who I know

Absolutely nothing about.

It has been exactly two weeks,

Five girls and eights bottles since

We parted, and I still haven’t washed

Off your lipstick stain on my shirt. 

And your picture on my bedside is

Still sitting there with the broken

glass of wine, from when you left.

Its agonizing to remember how

Your eyes crinkled 

And your cheeks dimpled

Just at the sight of me.

Its even more painful to realize

They wont ever do the same again.

The liquor only helps me

Forget so much, and when 

The high wears off, your scent 

Fills my mind again reminding me

How your lips command my soul.

Reminding me how lost I am

Now with no leader to follow.

Reminding me that the truth is

I don’t love you, I cant love you,

But I always will.