The following is drug induced poetry.
But I wouldn’t consider this a relapse,
Just a collection of words I should’ve used to fight back.

I can’t blame you for being the way you are.
You surrounded yourself with Pride & Arrogance…they’re the two at fault for this.

Unfortunately love, you’re a product of your environment.
Didn’t your mother ever tell you?
You are who you hang out with…

Arrogance & Pride are a lethal mix, and I think your ego may have overpassed the limit. How are you comfortable with feeding your ego all these drugs, that shelter your heart from the concept of love?
Or did your ego overdose because your love went away?
To be fair, you knew she couldn’t stay.

From what I heard she went back home to build a future for you two, but the thing is, she thought you were doing that for her too.

Instead you turned to pride and arrogance and learned to dance like them, then before you knew it, you leaped and took a chance with them.
A chance that ruined what you had with her, and you pushed her away before you could sit and really have a talk with her.

By the way you handle your situations,
I can tell you’ve had one too many doors shut in your face, so you find that climbing through windows is the easy way in.
But haven’t you heard that what comes easy leaves just as quick?

You should’ve just taken a risk and waited for her at the door, open wide with the chains undone
But it’s too late, she’s no longer yours to play with.
Your habits rubbed off on her & she chose to run…