The rain is coming down harder than I take my liquor.
My mind automatically takes me back to it's darkest state.
A state where you continue to occupy.
You think I'd be past this by now.
But I'm not.
I feel so stupid.
There is still this piece of me that continues to hold on,
In hopes that one day you will come back.
But I know you won't.
I know I'm just naive.
And maybe thats a good thing.
My heart sinks deeper,
As I let this storm engulf my whole body.