Blurred Lights. (original poem)

I've never understood my feelings.

How did I expect you too?

One more sip was all it took. 

You made me cave.

In that moment,

where my vision was faded

And the lights were blurred,

Things became clear.

And then you said it.

You said her name.

I broke. 

The lights weren't the only  blurred

Things anymore.

Now we're back at the beginning.

The only problem is, 

This time,

There's no gun to fire go.

There's only the bomb hidden 

Within me.

- KJW