Long Island

Alcohol is a depressant

Your heart, lungs and brain work slower

Your mouth works faster

Diarrhea of the mouth

When will you learn?

 

Two drinks in, the feelings start talking

They start making more sense

Text him, they say

Get it off your chest.

Mistake number 1.

 

I really love you, you text

I just don’t understand what happened

Why are we not together?

I wanna work it out

You press send

Mistake number 2.

 

No response

Hello?

No response

Why won’t you answer me?

No response

No response

No. Response.

 

Three drinks in…

You see someone across the bar

He smiles, you flirt

Somehow, his bed feels familiar

The walk of shame is littered with fuzzy memories

 

Three dollar Long Islands are never a good idea.

 

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