This bed without you, isn't something so new.
But why does it feel strange,
when all parts of my body are thirsty of you?
Even when I'm drunk, I just can't bear the thoughts of you,
in the arms of someone else.
I drank the alcohol till it's empty,
but the tears wouldn't stop, at all.
For days, I thought the signs would lead us somewhere happier.
Somewhere with hopes.


But boy, have I ever been so wrong.