You were broken glass,
But I still touched you
- Even Though I knew I would get hurt.

Getting high is said to be relaxing and fun.
But no one ever said anything about being high on you,
-- being high on love.

Craving you,
Wanting you more and more,
as the day goes by.

Let me just tell you that being high on you is not fun at all.
Nor is it relaxing.
You have left me high and so ******* dry.

Craving for you more than ever,
Only to find out that I am nothing to you.
-- That I'll never be anything to you.

You said you wouldn't kiss me if I smoked.
Now that you're gone.
Every cigarette is an act of rebellion.

My heart races , but I'm fine
I'm happier than ever but losing my mind:
Things are perfect on the surface,
and it scares me to think
That everything is changing
and will in a blink..
The control slips from my grasp
as my mind floats back into the past;
I'm afraid that everything I know
and everything I see
Will speed by and nothing will
ever again just be.
I keep over-thinking everything in my path..
I just hope this insanity doesn't last,
Forever.