One More Drink

I drank one drink for her to love me, As I definitely loved her I toasted a cheer for it to occur, Now I will just wait and wait and see. But, she never entered through the door, So, here I am to drink one more. I drank another drink which makes it two, Just for me and only her And the love that we once were, I needed her to say, "I love only you". I loved her with all that I had, Now I drink because I am lonely and sad. I drank another drink which was my third, I began to tell my current life story Of my past triumphs and glory, And my love whom I unintentionally spurred. What I did wrong only her and God knows, Maybe I'll find out one day, I suppose. I drank a fourth drink just for us, As I pondered about her and I As I then began to cry, With the bartender my love story I began to discuss. He frowned at all that she had said and done, Which had caused all the drinking I have begun. I then drank my final fifth drink, With the thoughts of my love in my heart Not knowing why from me she did depart, I then passed out, with a thought to think. If you only knew where I had been, But, you don't, so I began to drink all over again. Randy L. McClave