love is touching souls

[Halleluhwah]

It's now been a year
since, heavy with beer,
I kissed you and felt myself free,
But then I should have guessed
That because you said yes,
You would prove to mean nothing to me.
Numb and austere,
A ghost and his mirror,
We imbibe just to fill ourselves in.
Tomorrow's hangover
Is welcome, compared
To the clarity morning will bring.
Your breath on my neck,
Your head on my arm,
And the vinegary smell of your spit;
The taste on my lips
is the taste of a fruit
that I've tasted until I was sick.
The lighting was dim
in that letheic hole
where I first met your gorgonesque stare.
With the cold light of day
o'er your watermarked bed,
Your body and soul are stripped bare.

[Halleluhwah]

Aw, i dint think it was that bad emo
To be fair, it's the second poem I've written this year, and before that I haven't tried writing poetry since like the fifth grade.

Sumwun critique plox