Every time you leave
I come down.
You hit me
like a line
of cocaine
straight
to the brain.
Chocolate-stained
lips tracing circles
around my tongue;
but the taste turns bitter
when you’re gone.
I can’t stop thinking about
whether you’re thinking about me
driving away in the rain,
you have known such pain.
You tell me love is a lie
why can’t we just get high?
Soft fingers crawling across
My fiending body
Breaths intermixing
in the warmth of my bedsheets
I close my eyes
To salvage the feeling,
safekeeping
the memory
for tomorrow.
Because I know
when you set your
foot out the door
I’ll crave you even more.
You’ll say goodbye,
your hazel eyes
reflecting the sunlight
And I’ll heave a sigh
knowing that by tonight
your effect will disappear
and I will be left here
back in reality
with nothing
but the daydreams
of you telling me
True love is a lie;
So, come on by
Let’s just get high.
