Liquor And Love Lost.

I was flying high.

I had a grin on my face.

I was numb down to my toes.

Lights were flashing.

Music was blasting.

I sat with a group of your friends,

rolling a ridiculous amount of smokes.

My heart was completely full to the brim with happiness.

I thought i'd be awkward all night.

I thought i wouldn't have anyone to talk to.

I thought the majority of your friends hated me.

But there i was,

laughing with them.

I felt on top of the fucking world.

It took six words and one sentence to shatter that feeling completely.

It turned my entire night around.

"You need to find your girlfriend."

The stern look in his eyes told me he wasn't playing around.

I left the company of your friends.

I walked around the house until i finally found you.

But it wasn't just you.

It was him too.

And i notice your hand on his leg.

I told you to get up.

You looked up at me.

Your eyes were empty.

I don't think you could see the pain that was my own.

I walked back out to your friends before you could say anything.

You didn't follow.

I spent the next hour sitting at the end of the driveway.

When i'd finally managed to suppress my anger,

i stumbled back tot he party.

Once again, someone told me to check on you.

My fists were clenched.

This time i stormed through the house.

When i opened the door,

when i turned on those lights,

i didn't even notice it was you.

I mean, do you think i'd expect that?

To see you laying there,

with your legs entangled with his?

"Get the fuck outside, now."

But you didn't move your legs.

This time the anger couldn't be contained.

I needed to let it out.

I grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt

and rammed his body up against the wall.

Punches were thrown,

and words were yelled.

I left the room.

I figured you looked happier staying with him.

It had been an hour since i'd seen you last.

I thought maybe you were sleeping.

I walked into the room again.

And there you were.

Still with him.

I yelled at you.

I wasn't kidding around this time.

And you fucking knew it.

You crawled off the bed, took my hand, and led me outside.

You left me with a bunch of people i had never met before.

You knew how awkward i am around strangers.

For him?

I can't forgive you for that.

We yelled at each other.

We cried together.

We punched the same wall.

You know my heart.

You know my scars.

I fucking love you.

But you've lost me.