Whiskey and Coke
Whiskey and Coke
go together
like me having no trust in you
when you're drinking.
The carbonation burns my throat
more than the alcohol.
Whiskey and Coke
compliment one another
like how I waste my Friday nights
waiting for you to call
while you fall asleep tucked under a blanket.
The fire tastes fresh on your tongue
just like your social status burns holes in your jeans
right in the pocket where your cell phone hides
flashing my name on the screen.
Whiskey and Coke
are a perfect match
like how you can be hurt from your past
but I can't be hurt from ours.
Last night,
I hoped that you would yearn for me
enough to skip
that drink
and reach for the promise you made instead.