I drank a drink
A liquid in a clear glass
Potions for the pain in life
An elixir for a fix sure
Sometimes wine and sometimes water
Sometimes coffee and sometimes tea
And for hard days sometimes whiskey

I hate that I still love you
That I still dream of us together when I fall asleep at night
I hate that I cannot tear myself away from you
That I drink to ease the pain.

I hate that I still let you lay with me in bed
I cry every time we finish
I can’t think of you with another woman.

I hate that I still cry over the fact that we are over
That you do not feel the way I do.
I hate myself for still loving you.