i know it's not a party if it happens every night.

[blueskyfrompain]

this room drips with tension.
smiling through gritted teeth.
with that bottle in your hand, you finally see me.
lift it to your mouth and swallow all your fear.
and say what i hope you would say even in its absence.
but maybe it's better this way. 
i won't let go. i won't let go.
even if you say so.