A drink to our memories

Sometimes,
I want to write random notes
on yellowed paper
and paper plane them to you.

Other times,
I want to make a noose with those words
and hang myself
from the reality of you.

Oftentimes
I try to drink myself to oblivion
and forget the five minute memories
of you;
in your car
gazing at me
with those chocolate brown eyes
melting my heart
with just a smile.

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