Poems and Poetry

Believe | A Poem by Sydney Lynn

When you put that bottle to your lips I am afraid that I will never
make you feel that way.

When you stumble home calling me baby, and telling me that I am
beautiful and perfect, I am afraid that you will never say those words
to me sober.

When you wake up smelling like vodka and cheap beer, I am afraid that
that smell will never fade.

And if one night when it gets to be too much, you tell me that you
love me, I am afraid that I will believe you.

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