Cheers

I see your face through the bottom of my glass. The liquor reminds me of a better time, place. My monument to life thus far, a bottle full of hate, an empty shot of love denied and vengeance in every gulp. Whether I live or perish the thought, makes no marital matter of me/you/us; as I've rarely prayed to any/or/neither/nor either/or thee-dom for answers. Let it be known that all is in our potential to circumnavigate the emo ins/outs of our back to the future new starts, as I will move light years to learn to live my next lives with an all pure, destined laden , giving, loving Heart.