I was drunk off the thought of you.
As I withered in the void you left in me,
I would find comfort in the thought of your hand in mine,
In the dreams of us sharing a last embrace,
Of your bliss melting in my mouth

In the kisses we would never share

Sleepless nights would be spent longing for your warmth
My arms longing to wrap around you waist
And my head spinning from a late night's crush

Why must you haunt me?
Why must I be addicted to the brush of your lips against mine,
The comfort of your kiss?

It's funny how, by trying to put myself together,
I flooded my heart with grief
And warped the world around me,
All from thinking of you

I hated loving you