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Happy Hour

When I was with you, I smiled.

By Rayn BPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

It’s when my serotonin

Dances with dopamine,

And endorphins meet up with oxytocin

At their favorite bar for happy hour

That I think of you.

//

When the scent of fresh brewed coffee

Transports me back to the old diner

Where we shared booths and breakfasts...

//

How my laughter feels

Like the aftershocks

Of your jolting jokes,

Timed like earthquakes.

//

Sadness

Does not spark the memories...

When I was with you,

I smiled.

//

So now,

When my mouth curls up

Like an upside down rainbow,

Your face returns.

//

But as I step towards you,

The rug pulls out from underneath

And my feet land in the quicksand

Hiding below...

But I do not struggle.

//

Let it take me slowly,

So I can stare into your eyes

And allow my gaze to linger

Until I am swallowed whole.

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About the Creator

Rayn B

I have been writing poetry and lyrics since I was a child. I have recently started writing short scripts for “found footage” horror TikToks. I dream of writing books and full length screenplays. Thanks for being in this community with me!

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    Written by Rayn B