rum and soda

[leavemetoday]

what am i supposed to write about?
today, this warm winter day
drinking rum and soda
after throwing rocks on a quiet hike,
listening to music that reminds me
of being a teenager,
waiting for a girl
i haven't seen in two years
and i swore i'd love forever
almost seven years ago;
what am i supposed to say?
as the ice cubes start to melt
and my drink gets watered down
i think not of life ahead
or even behind
but here, now, still and slow.
maybe i do still love her,
perhaps i'm a man of my word,
but right now i wouldn't know.
my drink is almost empty
and the only thought i have
is "you're goddamn right i want another"