Break Up By the River

We said our goodbyes steps away from the Mississippi River a relationship reminding me something like the water, deep, not very clean but beautiful nether the less The sun was setting and the guitarist nearby seronaded the vodka tequila whisky concoction in his flask. I grasped my mans hand as if I was falling from a cliff. Because I was... He said the things that would break the heart of any other girl who was dangerously in love. But the air that night was so sweet that his words tasted like it. The sugar coated break up dialogue disguised our departure as just another warm, luscious night by the Mississippi River.