You Stupid B*****d, I Miss You

Wine hazes.

I wish you could see

it's because I really love you.

I need you to believe

it's because I really care.

I pass out drunk almost every night

with your face swimming perfectly in my head.

And the nights I run dry on alcohol

I use your shirt like a sponge.

It soaks up my sorrows 

and my fears as I deeply inhale.

It smells like your bed.

I miss the skin of your shoulder.

I need the skin on your neck

and everywhere else.

Honey, it's home.