Everything have their own expiration date. Even intangible things that would supposedly last forever like relationships. Or better yet, friendships.
And it seems like our’s is approaching faster than I thought it would ever be.
I tried my best to preserve it, you know damn well I did. But my efforts does not seem to pay off.
Because the last time I took a sip, it made my stomach churns and left a very bitter taste on my mouth.
Had we expired already, darling?
À la mort,
Sincerely praying against all odds