Thinking about u, sitting on the window sill of this ratty apartment.
A glass of rum in my hand, wondering
how did I lose the charm?
My soul, ever melancholic
Demanding answers from the star dust, god mother and those tooth fairies
Where did I go wrong?
The bitter taste of rum, evoke the bitter memories
They remind me how perfect I am not and why none loves me.
Goodbyes always leave me scarred.
Scarred and wounded, throwing my questions at the moon and stars.
Come on universe,
Why don’t you ease my soul tonight?