Drunk on Me, Sober on You

It was a normal night,
you were miles away,
but over the phone I could feel you whispering in my ear.

We try to keep our conversations "every-day" topic,
but there's always one night where we can't hold back.
You belong to her and I belong to him.

Your voice changed,
stuttering on your words,
then your voice sang a tune.

"I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face against the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
You disappear one day
So I spend my whole life hiding my heart away"
(Adele)

This is a good song,
you keeping whispering,
singing;
I love your voice.

You were no longer yourself,
drinking a remedy to numb your heart.
You spoke the truth.

Deep down I knew what you wanted to say,
I wanted to hear you say it,
"i love you"

"This song makes me think of you," he said.
He misses me,
but he wont say it;
just like I won't say it.

I smiled at the sound of his voice,
I didn't care if his words were drunk.
It was until the end of the song when things changed.

He cleared his throat,
and told me goodnight.
"I want you to take the sober me."

It then hit me,
this is what it'll always be,
our feelings there,
but never moving.

I tell him goodnight,
trying my best not to let the tears slide.