After Her (Poem #6)

You’re probably smiling
for being free
drinks in the club
taking women
to get it through the night

Scrolled your way
pass through Tinder profiles
and ended up on someone else’s bed
but among all those girls you tasted
why is her name
still in your head?

On the first few nights
you drunk to celebrate
but days after that
you drunk to silence your heartbeat

What do you do
when you could no longer touch
what you used to hold?

You drown yourself in liquor
until it numbs you to your core

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Eva Harmoni

There was one night when the rain poured so hard, and i didn't want it to stop. Weird, because i was afraid and amused by the sound of the rain and thunder. The sound of it made me less alone that night. The next day i woke up to find my collection of journals soaked. I keep it near the window to make sure no one could read it. The writings can still be read but i was devastated by the damage. I wanted it preserved but i don't want it published. Still amused by the rain but afraid of the wrath it could bring to my journals, i created this blog.

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