well, I don’t want to be drunk again
scrolling through your Instagram page
playing spin-the-bottle with ghosts
and recall how you moved in me
if only your new girlfriend knew how to read the lines in your face!
these paths on which I have tread
these maps of love
Maps of Love (II)
A Blog to Regret 
“if only your new girlfriend knew how to read the lines in your face!
these paths on which I have tread
these maps of love”
Wonderful words …