It’s been months
and you’re still all I can think about
I try to push you out of my head
ignore the hounding thoughts of you
but we were happy
we were real
and it hurts
closing that door,
and I know it’s for the best,
but is it?
Because I still taste your tequila lips
and I was never allergic to those
so since you left
it’s all I’ve been craving
and I stare at my phone
like it’s 10 shots of tequila
because you’ve stopped calling
and it’s killing me just the same
all I want
are is you
and your tequila lips.
Royal Rose 