woodandhoney

Tequila again tonight but I cant feel warm

so far away from you

and last night when I held you so tight

like I could bridge the gulf between us with the sheer force of my body.

How can we bend til the point of breaking

and then end up drinking the night away?

You and I are an illusion,

an oasis in a desert

and I’m dying of thirst but I want you to keep feeding me wine.

You’re quicksand but I want to stay.

I’m falling apart again but asking to break.