When The Party Ends

We clean up, see the room after the people leave
Usually there's a lot to fix, arrange
Pick up, move again 

The mind full of certain moments that came real during the night
Memories that get shaped while organizing
Things I wish I said
Some others I wish I didn't do

Drinking the last bottle of wine
while the loud music bounces on the walls
in this now empty space
without you

I don't wanna take off my clothes
or remove my makeup...
This idea of having you close just for the night ended too fast
too quickly...

After the party ends I'll just sit here
look around with my glass of wine
and think of another and new excuse to have you over.

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