Drunk Love
He drinks whiskey
She prefers rum
Motivated by the same desires
Crippled by the same demons
A love born in a bar
Love might be a stretch
Dependence might be the truth
It feels the same when you're wasted
Sex they'll never remember
Plans they'll never go through with
Fights they'll never come back from
Like broken glass on wine-stained counters
Something beautiful tarnished forever
Drunk hearts can still break
Drunk words can still bruise
Drunk love now drunk hate
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