#drinking to remember

[sharpcroft]

Sharpuary Day 4: Firewhisky

Chasing You at the Bottom of the Bottle

Sharp opened the new bottle of Ogden’s Finest Firewhisky - the one you had gifted him this past Christmas - and threw himself onto the chair in front of the fire in his chambers.

Unseeing, unfeeling, he chased down the whiskey with the burn of another gulp. Shot after shot, after shot.

It was the quickest way to remember the taste of you.

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[fearlessonthecoast]

He'll be a distant memory for too long. So, bartender, while it's still strong, pour his favorite in this glass. Want a little take-me-back. Back when we'd be leaving here together. I'm gonna sip it nice and slow. Take the edge off, letting go. 'Cause every day, the missing him gets better. But a love like ours is too good to forget. One last time, just like he's mine again. I'm drinking to remember. I'm drinking to remember.

Drinking To Remember by Maddie & Tae

[fearlessonthecoast]

For a while, I thought those tears were never-ending. But look at me, I made it out alive. Those nights are getting blurry and I'm starting to worry that I won't always taste his kiss on ice. So, pour his favorite in this glass. Want a little take-me-back, back when we'd be leaving here together. I'm gonna sip it nice and slow. Take the edge off, let it go. 'Cause every day, the missing him gets better. But a love like ours is too good to forget. So I'm drinking to remember.

Drinking To Remember by Maddie & Tae

[fearlessonthecoast]

Just gonna be me tonight, I ain't waiting on anybody. I won't be here long, just having one or two. I know I never order whiskey, but it's all I got to give me to his memory, so I guess that's what I'll do. So, pour his favorite in this glass. Want a little take-me-back. Back when we'd be leaving here together. I'm gonna sip it nice and slow. Take the edge off, let it go 'cause every day, the missing him gets better. But a love like ours is too good to forget so I'm drinking to remember.

Drinking To Remember by Maddie & Tae

[iwrotethisformexforyouxforus]

Drinking to Remember

It’s frightening    For me to think That when I’m drunk    And trying to forget you That you’re all    I want to remember

[ssiirrkk]

Found that bottle of rum i got from that party that one time, why not?

[bolt-of-the-bold]

Drinking To Remember || Open

Zeus motioned to the bartender for another drink. Although Kingsley had offered him a place at his holiday table, he hadn't felt like imposing on his friend's family time with his daughter.  At least that's what he told himself.  The truth was that the holidays held strong memories of his wife, and as such he didn't hold the same spirit of the season that those around him did.  He was no Scrooge, but he sure as hell was no Little Tim either.

He took swig after swig from his mug as memories of Juliet played behind his eyes.  He never truly felt the loss of his wife, his sorrow was too deep and so he simply had not allowed himself to.  She had been his light. A light doused too soon and too fast.  He continued to drink toward stupor, each mug making his surrounding blur but his thoughts more clear.  His wife's smile, her bright eyes, her laugh, and the way she walked all became more and more vivid with each consumed ounce.  It was almost like she was there with him, sitting on the stool beside his.  This wasn't the case, he knew, for that stool was as empty as his life without her.

He gave a short chuckle at the direct symbolism and chugged the last of his glass.  He motioned yet again for another, blinked slowly a few times, and turned on his stool to look at with other bodies occupied the establishment.