I can't have himA Poem by alastair
She always said the people who drink alone are dangerous.
Then she became one of those people. She is sad and she misses him, he isn't even hers but every night when she's drinking wine like its water she gets uncomfortably close to calling him, but then she remembers he is not hers and she can't have him.
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Added on August 22, 2015 Last Updated on August 22, 2015 Author
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