Martini

It started on August

A feast in an evening

Saw you in a corner, drinking

It was your eyes

I looked at them

And I was mesmerized

Never have I ever

Had a casual interaction

Turned me from stranger to lover

And with your every touch

My cheeks turned

From beige to peach

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Then after a year, on August

Never thought this was you before

Turned you from lover to stranger

Because with your every touch

My cheeks turned

From peach to purple

It was in your eyes

I saw myself

Hopeless and terrified

And in a bloody evening

Enough with your beating, I drink

Martini, is for a bitch like me