Is it weird I don't find you attractive anymore?
At first sight - love.
At second - disgust.
I may be harsh, but you spoke in circles.
Lust is no replacement for love.
If your eyes weren't so yellow from the bottle driven frenzies
Maybe you would have better memory
But you chose the bowl packed tendencies
And you still can't remember my full name
You were tired and drank the quick energy upper
I watched your heart rate make your eyes quiver
And I couldn't help but think I'm looking in a mirror
Of what I used to be last year.
So this drinks to the next one
That chooses water over liquor
Not because they're less fun
Or don't like to get their quicker
But knows how to handle the pitfalls
To climb back from loser to winner.
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 11:40 PM UTC
Is it weird I don't find you attractive anymore?
At first sight - love.
At second - disgust.
I may be harsh, but you spoke in circles.
Lust is no replacement for love.
If your eyes weren't so yellow from the bottle driven frenzies
Maybe you would have better memory
But you chose the bowl packed tendencies
And you still can't remember my full name
You were tired and drank the quick energy upper
I watched your heart rate make your eyes quiver
And I couldn't help but think I'm looking in a mirror
Of what I used to be last year.
So this drinks to the next one
That chooses water over liquor
Not because they're less fun
Or don't like to get their quicker
But knows how to handle the pitfalls
To climb back from loser to winner.
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