May 27, 2025
That laugh------
i saw a photo of her today—
throwing peace signs
like the world hadn’t chewed her up
and spat her into someone else’s life.
god, that laugh.
it hit me like cheap whiskey at 2 a.m.
burning warm,
but leaving nothing worth keeping.
she looked happy.
not the kind of happy you fake for the camera—
no.
this one looked real.
like she forgot what it felt like
to love a man who sleeps beside ashtrays
and still dreams of running.
i had her once.
not for long,
not well—
but i had her.
and in that photo,
i swear
she looked like she belonged to the sun,
and not the dark little room we used to call love.
so i poured a drink,
lit a smoke,
and toasted to her teeth.
hell of a smile......_____@R
