Drugs, except you were much more strong.
Withdrawals, except you hurt much more often.
It was all a trip through a time when I belonged.
A warped corner of our minds when
right was just as euphoric as wrong.
Can't say I miss you, can only say I wish for you.
Twist the straight lines in my head
that lead me back to when I cried at the truth.

Lines, except burning my chest and not my nose.
Cravings, except now I can't satisfy those.
You where so expensive, but I was never broke.
So I became broken instead,
confessing to the faces of people I can't know.
Days compared to feelings, some kind of unfair trend.
Straighten the twisted motives in your head
and then maybe you'd find us again.

Shots, except I'm more wounded than drunk.
Hangovers, except I remember everything you took.
Stumbling through night, seeing without having to look.
I pumped through you and wore off,
but promises are caught in my bloodstream like clots.
Can't say I need you, can only say I breathed for you.
Hallucinate my smiles and drown them in tears,
I'll never know when you were telling the truth.

*-Makenzie.