Living

With headphones and wine bottles

Doesn’t seem like the loneliest place to be.

But without you, dear,

It might as well be the end of the world

Outside those closed curtains.

So she’ll drink you away,

Praying for anything

But forgiveness.

God already left the building-

But she’ll remain for a few more years,

Wishing this was as poetic,

Or as romantic,

As she remembered…