My empty inside

Might feel a little something

Like another shot

A message not sent

Sitting in a drafts folder

Could have changed something

Drown it, drown it out

Another round for the bar

Let the night go on

I was always told

All good things to those who wait

But I have my doubts

Maybe we would’ve worked

I was slow, you impatient

And now you have him

How the clouds roll in

Foreboding, mysterious

I adore her eyes

Set down the flashlight

Gaze into the dark above

See new lights appear

“I remember you.”

I said into the mirror.

“You look diff’rent now.”

Torrential downfall

Tapped Heavenly reservoir

When will it dry up?