Sometimes you felt like you’ve forgot everything. Being intoxicated, my head aches so badly the next morning. I am having a hangover again... and there is no cure for me since the day you left.

There was a moment I thought all my sorrow has gone away, yet I still felt the pain slightly aching deep in my heart. I guess alcohol is not working this time. You said I was not alone. People here were looking for the same exit, trying to release what was blowing up their minds. I said I was not coming for a comfort. You laughed as flirting with the cute bartender. She is right for your taste. That can be an accident with a right atmosphere, or let’s just blame what calls animal instinct. A man and a woman….no orgasm, no love. This is your philosophy just like I can never quit alcohol. In some aspects, we were perfectly matched. You enjoy your ecstasy as I stagger all the way back to my bed. When thinking of this, I smiled. I guess I don’t hate you anymore.

Drinking up the garnet beverage in my glass, my throat burned as I tasted the bitterness. Couldn’t tell what was swallowed into my stomach? The alcohol or the tears? What the hell you treated me like this? The first time we met... I was drinking a Tequila Sunrise. Cheers.