Our love was made for movie screens
    i miss your arms around me and the fights over what movie to watch next. if we were a movie, we'd be the bestseller that broke the nation, destroyed like you.
But if you loved me
    i haven't gotten out of bed since you left last week but how could i? i can't even walk to the bathroom without seeing your things spread out across the counter. i always used to yell at you for leaving your cologne on the counter and now it's sitting neatly on the shelf. i wish you hadn't put it there. i wish you could hold my waist and laugh at me while i yelled at you for the little things.
why'd you leave me?
    your family gave me compliments on how well i've been holding up since you left. i don't think they know that i threw every picture of us together into a box and shoved the box under the stairs. i don't think they know i woke up on your side of the bed with a bottle of whiskey in my hand.
Take my body*
    why did you leave me like this? i'm sitting in the first row and everyone around me is sniffling and i'm sitting here, numb. is this how you felt? i'm so sorry. the preacher asked me to say a few words about you but when i stood up i couldn't think of anything. you left me emptier than the bottle of pills you took before i found you.

Drank up all my money
     trying to forget your name or scratch it out of my head but when another man places his hands on my hips and asks me what my name is, I don't stutter as I reply with not my name, but yours. there's so much of you left in my soul that even when I'm left with empty ***** bottles and a pounding head, I can still remember everything about you.
Tasted kinda lonely
    my mom is driving me to the clinic, she says she's worried about my drinking, but all i'm worried about is never calling you mine again. the taste of you in my liquor is going away and i keep drinking with hope that i'll find you at the bottom of a bottle.
You're gone and I gotta stay high all the time
    my newest way of forgetting you.. the guy who sold me it told me it would take me to a safe place but you are my safe place. you are my home. you make me feel safe and secure, but this stuff makes my head pound and my vision blurry. this isn't home.
To keep you off my mind*
    today in my sociology class we learned that many humans turn to drinking to reduce their pain even though alcohol is a depressant. i've stopped drinking but missing you still burns more than the Jack Daniels.