i take a sip
forty past six
somewhere in the world
someone's holding your hips
kissing your face
this valentines day
look down
my whiskey
wonder if you miss me
or think of me
as you lift your drink
but this i say
i love you all the way
a different day
yet i can't seem to stray
away from something so vague
it's so strange
happy valentines day
from me, my cup
this bottle
in the back of this old brothel