This is Submission THIRTEEN of The Whiskey Words. The Whiskey Words is a writing project (and a giveaway). The winner will be announced on 1st of April.
Hangover
Last night wasn’t the first time I’ve dreamt of you,
But I have never before woken,
With such a lingering sadness on my tongue,
That tastes of all the words we left unsaid,
And my head heavy with memories,
I had attempted to forget long ago.
Yet I know it is no one’s fault but my own,
For lying awake until five in the morning,
Allowing myself to be intoxicated,
By far too many thoughts of you.
– Kirstan Decker (blog)
My Spirals 
And sometimes, perhaps many times, the intoxication is fatal!
Nice one.
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this is rad
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thanks so much 🙂
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This one hits right in the feels. Nice work.
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thank you tons 🙂
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Short yet powerful.
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