Bored with the simplicity of this heart that knows nothing but hurt and pain anguished upon that drunken memory that still didn't
get out after throwing all out puking on the floor, rumbling fingers that tried reaching the door but failed and before anyone was there to help open the heart closed forever wished to make the last moment a reunion between my past soul of blended love and lust, that aroma of that naked body that masterpiece, should have had the privilege of that last kiss, oh god.
