while you were out

brightlightsloudnoises:

I’ve written you
rock n roll love songs
on liquor store
receipts

and I’ve
filled my bedside
table with
endless cups of
coffee

I’ve lived near the edge
with unfiltered cigarettes,
used cars,
and thin walls

I’ve stood on
balconies
with
skinny
crazy
girls
wired on
failure
and
booze

and I’ve
drank to you
on silent weekend nights
staring
at the ceiling

I’ve driven for miles
without
destination
listening to
worn out songs

and arrived one more time
at your
door