Bartender

I sit at the end of the bar, alone. I've been sitting on this stool for the last six hours. We broke up today, and I did not see it coming. Everywhere I look in this town, I see our ghosts smiling together.

I am drinking to forget, but every drink I remember another special moment we spent together. Sadness, anger, happiness... and now I'm at indifference. I wonder what you are thinking. I wonder what is next.