"I took a final sip of the whiskey in my glass cup. Never thought I'd be so good at this. Staring at the empty bottle, lost and cold, so cold that for a moment, I thought my heart had stopped beating. 
I thought there would be a beautiful rainbow at the end of the rain, but it never ended. 
I envisioned a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, but it turned out to be hailstones for a rainbow and a dark void for a pot of gold. 
I thought it was love, thought it was us, thought we would overcome. I held onto that until you left me overboard. Should I let it all out on the bottle? Sigh... These broken pieces can never equal the atoms you left my heart in. Engulfed by pain, a chunk of ice for a heart, lost in the thought of what was. Dead to the hope of what could be."