Letting go, Again. (Pt. 4)

Everyday,
I will go to the bar you took me to,
because it was your favorite.
And I'll have one of those bitter, terrible "craft" things I tried...
because it was your favorite.

Maybe,
one night you'll walk through the door?
I figure it's worth a try,
because I was your favorite.

Maybe,
one night it won't be so bitter anymore.