i lost you
to drugs
and alcohol.
you told me
you stopped.
you told me
you loved me more
then the rush
it gave you.
you lied.
you went
behind my back
and you smoked
and you drank.
you tried hiding it.
did you think
i was too naive
to notice
the smell of beer
on your breath
or the way your words
sloppily stirred together.
i told you
you had to choose.
you have to choose
between me
and that.
you didn't choose me.
i guess i just
don't give you
that feeling.
but it's ok.
i wouldn't choose
me either.