i get drunk off of cheap liquor and your absence

you missing is as mysterious as sold out socks

a dreary day turned rainy 

the soles of your shoes wearing out

you leaving was no surprise

but i'll use any excuse i have to 

if it means forgetting your ice blue eyes 

i didn't think twice when you left

i didn't see you leave

didn't hear you

but i knew as soon as i walked in

your book on the side table gone

your soap and shampoo missing 

i knew you would leave eventually 

you talked about far off cities

places that held your heart much tighter than i ever cared to

you just were a ghost i fell into 

curious to know how a wayfaring stranger fares

with no anchor to latch onto

except your goddamn awful soap and shampoo