“I THOUGHT I HAD MY FOREVER”

I know it’s over
no more drunken binges
one night stands
vomiting on concrete floors
and innocent holding hands
a ring upon your index finger
a love that can never die
there weren’t many drunken nights
even fewer lucky nights
unless I act stupid now
the notches won’t grow
I’m so lucky to have you
I could never leave
I will always love you
I believe

25-02-98

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