Soon after she took her last shot

The light cloud was replaced with deep gloom air

You stood up, about to leave

She was messier than the last time you kissed her

Stayed like a dog who wouldn't leave its kennel

Left untouched were her lingering thoughts of the beginning and the end

Of all those mornings

She spends beside you and hot cakes

Of all the sleepless night

With thunder roaring outside

And you keeping her warm

While she still holding on to the memories like it was a fresh wine

You abandoned the idea of her like it was sweet nothing

She saw you pretty

You showed her uncertainty

It was deeply ironic

How she believed in you when you said you loved her.