And in the end, we were all just humans drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.
You said you trusted me. Your love is drugs to me. Hold me back from what i want to be, and leave me drowning in apathy
You’d think our love was morphine with how numb you made me feel. It’s like every time you would kiss me i would pop another pill. I would get another high from your skin so soft. So when you and i broke up i only felt cut off. I had your love in a needle, prepped to inject in my wrist. 100 milligrams and i’m not even high off this shit. Where’s the promise of release that i’m supposed to be feeling? My feet are flat on the ground when i should be close to the ceiling. I’m giving up on his nonsense, by cleaning my conscience..
Suffering from with drawls an hour after i saw you. but if you ever ask id tell you that it was untrue. After hours of me screaming out i need you like your nicotine. I finally will settle down for hours of these wicked dreams. Wake up in the morning feeling burnt and hungover. Although i never touched a bottle i just had you come over. And your touch is all i needed to be drunk as a sailor, but in the second you leave im reaching for my inhaler. Because you take my breath away each time you pull out and leave, im just hoping you’ll return with everything that i need.
I don’t know if its the feeling, or if it was the love… i don’t know if i loved you or i was dating a drug..
I was afraid that I had dried up. That I had cried all the tears I had. That I no longer could feel sadness because I had felt it too much. I was sitting there so scared that I would never feel pain again. I was afraid I had numbed myself into a life that wasn’t real.