"Parts in between Stories"

The Sun's going down and he can't fucking stand it She throws up her fists cause she's finally had it People describe moods as night and day but i find myself late afternoon shrinking in the shadows and then forgotten by dinner time with a glass of wine... Check the clock, a third to 9 and im passed out on the floor starting at the door you left wide open cause she knew that she'd be back but didn't want to wake me when she stumbles through the hallways with the clinking of her keys. Not so good at picking locks but she's the best and stealing keys and thats who i get to wake up the the next morning but dont worry, i'll still be here to take care of you. I'm the rug you dry your feet on I'm the heat that cools you down I'm the drug inside your tablet I'm the only one who thinks you still ove me I'm the only thing left...that won't dissolve into nothing * Pick up Coffee and Advil from the story and don't forget honey, I'm going out tonight * Love, Archie