I recently realized that meaningful love poems can only be written by those that are loveless,

Because you never fully appreciate anything important until you reach out to grasp it and it’s gone.

They say talk is cheap like the liquor I can smell on your breath from the other room, and the words

You once so eloquently strung together are now drowned by the sound of my heart shattering on the 

Floor as you nonchalantly drop it in your drunken state of mind.

I’ve been homeless since the day you left without saying good bye.