I wish I could describe love;
Give it a definition
Or some understanding,
But I am so young
And so confused
And all that I know is
My chest hurts
When I think of your voice
And my lips go numb
When I spit your name
And the emptiness hits harder
Than any liquor I drink
And I just can't come up with
A way to define
My state of being.
Yet another annoying poem about how you've ruined everything.