I'll get drunk on a random friday night
Let the poison consume me
and curse your name to the gods
I'll smile like a child on Christmas morn, thinking about details of you
I'll stumble and fall on the kitchen floor, crying my eyes out at the fact that you're never coming back
I'll live with the dull ache inside my chest and feel empty most of the time because no one has ever touched my existence the way you have
I'll miss you like no other and think of what could have and should have been for days on end
I loved you then, I love you now
But I'm not going to call you and force my way in a door that has been bolted shut.