"And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness." - Christopher Poindexter
They said that we drink just so we can forget.
But please tell me why I still see your silhouette even after all the images around me turned blurry.
Why is it that in every passing hour that I'm tasting this bitter-sweet fizz, it's starting to taste like your lips.
Why is it that even when I'm smelling it I remember your scent.
Why am I hearing your whispers even when I'm surrounded by blaring music.
Why is it that even when my senses start to fade - I still feel you..
Grabbed from an old post HERE.
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