“I miss you.” I said.
“But you need to stay home, you’re drunk right now.” You replied in a voice smoother than the fire in my throat.
“But home is where the heart is, and I left mine with you and all these buildings are just four walls and a roof.” I raised the glass to you.
“Well maybe I’m living in another apartment right now.” She said.
“But how could you move away..” Slurred the words that poured out of my mouth.
“Because you opened the door and kicked me out after you kicked yourself out.” She said.
“But I miss you.” I said.
“But you need to stay home you’re drunk right now.” Said the photos of you that lied next to the others.