you were my nicotine
fitting in and fading out
you took me by storm
i took a risk and made a home out of you
i guess i asked for it
broken ribs and bloodshot eyes
what was i suppose to do
the stars dont align
the sun doesnt shine
the bridges we built, or so i thought
seems to fall apart
you were never here but i still find pieces of you in my room
*******, i hate you
but i hate that i miss you more