Another Mortal Life

I never happened to have the experience..
Of falling in love.

That I didn't even get many chances is true..
But that's not the end of the story.

The fact is I have resisted every chance..
Like I never let the wine to take over.

And this makes me remember a friend's assertion..
That one doesn't drink only to test one's limits.

You don't drink to feel proud
That it couldn't make you loose control.

Instead, you drink to succumb to it..
And float, and forget.. and remember.

Is it so?

Are unexpressed feelings like a bottle of wine
That you paid for, drank, but couldn't enjoy?

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