It's late I know
2 am but I can't seem to go to bed
Thought of you just roam around
Stalling my escape for the night
It takes over me and I'm never in control
I want to eat
Go down stairs and eat
Maybe drink those drinks we always had
We were good at that
getting drunk for days
Drunk off our *****
But what use is it now
I have no one
It's a joke to think I was special
Why could we only have fun when we were both unconscious
It's fun to think what could have been
Or maybe just torture
either way it's fake
Cause you will never be able to show me
What you truly want
Or if you truly care
Without a sip of that drink
Those drinks we always had