Whiskey and Words

You make me want to sing and dance.

Well, you.. and the whiskey.

I do find that I am somehow more me when with you.  I know my energy transfers over to you, and then all of a sudden you and I are the same.  But.. just because you believe something it doesn’t make it true.  Right?

And after a few too many we start saying things that we hope the other doesn’t remember the next day.

Whiskey.

You.

Me.

A triple threat.

What I’ve figured out is that I’m the one that people can’t handle.  The liquor is a lighter dose than I am.

So we’ll keep throwing those back,

we’ll run the risk,

instead of throwing this away.

 

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