Alcohol found its way into me.
I breath, talk and smell like vodka.
There are people around me but
I still feel alone. The vodka is not
doing its job. I get my cellphone
and with some coordination
problems I manage to get to
the send text application.
I know you got rid of your cellphone
sometime ago, but I hope it was
all a dream. Months have gone by and I
still don't get a reply. Honey, if you
are reading this, I just wanted to ask:
"Are you still there?"
-LaLobaTonta