Back Then It Was All About Who Got Drunk Last
One of my early girlfriends started to be fun
after she stopped drinking and I started.
Later I sobered up,
but it was never the same;
eventually we lift on different trains
with different kinds of hangovers.
We were two ships in different bottles,
just learning to sail alone
and not sink.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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