I am drunk off the way you said my name.
I am drunk off the way you smiled at me.
No, I am not an alcoholic, but right now i'm chugging down every aching memory I have of you.
I'm pouring shots of the first time we kissed. The way your lips fit so perfectly with mine.
After another shot or two, i'm hoping I can forget your name, that all of our memories just become a blur.
I drink until I can't feel because the thought of you with someone new makes me want to be sick,
I drink until my brain shuts down, but when I wake up tomorrow alone in bed, I'll think of how I never knew what love really meant.