Drunk Call

Each sip of Scotch tastes like you.
It always takes me back to the moments we shared.
Before I know it,
I’m drunk on the memories of us.
Dialing your number.
Hanging up before telling your voicemail how much I miss you.

Love Notes, J. Saunders

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