I can’t carry on like this, not at this pace. I’m more awkward than ever at this these days. I’m trying to be better without waking with regret. I’m trying to fill the gap between sober and drunk and still fill the hole that’s in my bed. See I don’t know where we both first met. I’ve just opened my eyes to find your lips on mine but in the morning I’ll pretend to forget. This should be so easy. You’re beautiful and I’ve had a few drinks and I’m saying the right things. But this city makes me sick, another night at Unit. “I’m sorry I can’t stay” at least that’s what I’ll say. I wish this was a normal night here with John, Ricky, Ian and Tommy. But the people I’m with aren’t people I really know. It’s just you and me and awkward silence. Even though I’m home, I’ve not felt more alone.
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