Day: June 13, 2011

Sometimes I just wanna talk you
I wanna call you
Hang with you
Sure we joke and keep it friendly
And even though you know.
I wanna tell you how I feel.
In hopes that you still feel the same.
You don’t.
You have my heart. I’m at peace with that
But why must my mind attack itself
Filled with these thoughts
For a minute I got past it.
And when I felt GOOD, when I felt BETTER
It all came back.
I closed my eyes. I saw you. I killed me
For what? For why?
Nothing.
How could you infect my system in such a short time?
You’re my drug of choice
And my withdrawals are never ending
I miss the euphoria when you pumped thru my veins
You made it all better
I couldn’t feel the pain
Stole my heart. Imprisoned my brain.
Do we still have a spark? Let alone a flame?