Bittersweet
The memories are no longer bittersweet.
They age like liquor in my mouth.
Turning sour on my tongue.
I have sucked all the sweetness from them.
All that is left is the bitterness of everything.
The memories are no longer bittersweet.
They age like liquor in my mouth.
Turning sour on my tongue.
I have sucked all the sweetness from them.
All that is left is the bitterness of everything.