Friday, January 22, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Champagne is all too good to last
So I toast my empty glass
Hold my breath as it clinks
Pretend to take that one last drink
And wish the best of luck to a stranger.
My heart accelerates as the lights begin to dim
Swirls of skirts and waltzing men
Fill the humid air
And I act like I don’t care
I don’t have a partner.