The bass of the music playing thumped loudly in his head and he groaned. He was slouched on a lounge chair in the VIP section of the club. Elixir was the name, it seemed fitting as it was currently soothing the ache in his chest. He took another sip of the drink in his hand and hissed as it burned. He had certainly learned his lesson, the only love he could feel was for alcohol, alcohol was numbing, it helped heal pains not cause them unlike some other love.
Don’t think about her, he told himself. Her lips had been soft as ever, they’d always been soft and when the wind rustled her hair, he could smell the coconut scented cream she used for her hair. He had wanted to wrap his arms around her and breathe her in till she was all he could smell.
Sadly, he spoke too soon, she didn’t feel
