I promised myself I would stop chasing you in my dreams,
but I see you frequently in places I shouldn't.
example: his arms
I know I can't keep drowning myself in ***** to wash out the taste of your love
I shouldn't keep kissing strangers,
pretending that they're you.
I need to stop opening my veins just to feel anything but the emptiness you left me
And baby of course I don't love him
but he's here, and you're not
and the pain is ineffable when every time I close my eyes
all I can see is the vision of my body entangled in yours
and your mesmerizing clear blue eyes staring back at me
I'm still impassioned with love for you,
yet you seem oblivious to the thought that I still exist
so tell me, baby, what else can I do?