Just Not The Same

Drinking just isn’t the same without you,

It just makes me miss,

Being nine cups deep,

One to go,

You as my partner,

Changing up our rituals every turn,

In hopes of making that last cup,

Ending the game,

Continuing our undefeated streak,

Laughing, Flirting the entire time,

While our competitive spirts fight for another win,

Don’t even get me started when we’d face each other,

Trash talking like the best friends we were,

Because you were so much more then just my girlfriend,

Both of us too competitive to quit,

I’d trade anything to have it back,

Anything to have you back for good this time…


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