Three years seems like a long time,
I think back to my early 20s when I could not survive without you.
You were always there for me at any point in time.
Your form would constantly change,
Sometimes you were a crimson and full-bodied, and other times you were clear and led me to the floor.

I truly felt good when you were with me, but the next day was always terrible.
I was even more insufferable in your company, and I was not a nice person.
You were an ****** that made pain go away,
I did not feel, and when I did, it was a false sense of happiness.

People often ask me how life has been without you,
Truth be told, my life has changed so much.
I am not seen after midnight, and I feel like Cinderella (without the glass slipper).
Some might argue that I have replaced you, but I have to respectfully disagree.

Sometimes I miss the person that I was when I was with you,
I look back and the nights out sounded fun,
But I have to remind myself that it was not healthy, and I was horrible.
My choices were bad, but I own them now.

Life is good, and I cannot complain.