you stole my coke
and replaced it with
the love that poured
out of your ecstasy
tablets the ones
you sold to that kid
who died at that
rave the other night
from "happiness" he
said the bright lights
they ruined his eyes
he couldn't see

he said he was happiest then;

and you danced with me
all night long
i had forgotten
what movement felt like
your body moved
so nicely
on top of mine
i was shaking for three
days after still, once
the drug wore off

you called it withdrawal
i called it love

drugs have no mercy
they keep you craving
for more, love
love it does that too
the only difference
between the two is,
drugs are easier to get
highs are harder to fake

it has taken me a while
to realize that.