It's Libra season
and I forgot who my friends were
I think they forgot me too
I said no to a pity party this year
so instead I drank a bottle of champagne
plus some
plus some
It hurts so much when you call, it hurts so much when
you say you miss me
it hurts all over when I throw up the next day
and no one rubs my back
no one kisses me anymore
no tenderness is afforded on my body
and my weakness is seen as weakness
I get no
relief for hours, the day after
I wish underneath my sobriety I wasn't scared
I wish I understood love the way I understand drunk speech
and mixed drinks and lonely afternoons and trashcans
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 2:51 PM UTC
It's Libra season
and I forgot who my friends were
I think they forgot me too
I said no to a pity party this year
so instead I drank a bottle of champagne
plus some
plus some
It hurts so much when you call, it hurts so much when
you say you miss me
it hurts all over when I throw up the next day
and no one rubs my back
no one kisses me anymore
no tenderness is afforded on my body
and my weakness is seen as weakness
I get no
relief for hours, the day after
I wish underneath my sobriety I wasn't scared
I wish I understood love the way I understand drunk speech
and mixed drinks and lonely afternoons and trashcans
