Is she not what you wanted anymore?
Did her smiles turn to tears?
Did her glances turn to prolonged stares?
Did she love you too much?
Did she care too much?
Did she list everything she hated but had a list twice as long of the things she loves?
Did she make you drink?
Did she push you so far over the fuxking edge that you were almost beside her?
Did she jump?
Did she?
Did she?
Did she change just like the phases of the moon?
Did she change too much for you?

Most would rather live in ecstasy than die sober because excitement and the withering flow of blood that rushes to our extremities outlives a steady beat of the heart.
Because everything worth knowing is discovered by discovery not sobriety of the jewel we refer to as the mind.
Because every move that we make, whether it be the slow movement of a blink or the fast motion of our hand reaching for the falling teacup, they feel amplified by the nerves instead of being directionless with the soul.
Because the light dances around the walls like buffalo herds while an aware mind would just see it as bright.
Because life is about living in a fantasy, not wondering if the moon would say hello if spoken to, because it does.

"I'm fine,everything's fine" -takes a sip of Cosmo #1
"But everything hurts so bad, my heart is aching" -downs the rest of Cosmo #3
"I hate that I still love him even though he smashed my heart" -cigarette #2, Cosmo #4
"I need to stop crying" -lungs,eyes and face sting from screaming, crying and inhaling too hard
"Everything ******* hurts!" -but, where's my drink? I know I have a drink somewhere. ...where's my lighter, I need my ******* lighter.
"Everything's numb, I can't feel my hands" -Cosmo #6 now broken on the floor
"I can't feel my heart beat, and I can't cry, why can't I cry?!" -room spinning, eyes closed, lungs burning.
" **** " - ...