Drunk you throws his sloppy kisses in her direction and thinks that she might catch them.
Drunk you shrugs when she doesn’t, figures I’ll be more grateful.
Drunk you texts and wants to know where I am, has decided that silver, or bronze, will be enough for tonight.
Drunk you has forgotten that
Sober me was serious when she said goodbye.


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