With designer drugs and..
Monday, March 23, 2009 9:34 PM
designer friends.
He stole, I covered.
He grabbed, I joked.
We walked, we talked, we drank.
We laughed, we fell over, we made shit happen.
I couldn't think,
I couldn't talk,
I couldn't walk,
I just kept telling these pointless stories.
I kept telling him about him.
"An imaginary friend. That's all he is."
No, I love him.
"How can you love someone you can't see?"
I...I don't know.
I apologized over and over,
I met people I never thought I would.
Could they see through me?
Did they think I was just slow?
I thought about it...
But then I didn't care.
I couldn't feel anything.
Then I came home,
I was spinning,
the world wouldn't stop moving.
I shut my eyes,
I called an "imaginary friend"
we cried.
We sobbed.
He was disappointed in me.
I was disappointed in myself.
The only thing I can seem to say is,
I'm sorry.
He stole, I covered.
He grabbed, I joked.
We walked, we talked, we drank.
We laughed, we fell over, we made shit happen.
I couldn't think,
I couldn't talk,
I couldn't walk,
I just kept telling these pointless stories.
I kept telling him about him.
"An imaginary friend. That's all he is."
No, I love him.
"How can you love someone you can't see?"
I...I don't know.
I apologized over and over,
I met people I never thought I would.
Could they see through me?
Did they think I was just slow?
I thought about it...
But then I didn't care.
I couldn't feel anything.
Then I came home,
I was spinning,
the world wouldn't stop moving.
I shut my eyes,
I called an "imaginary friend"
we cried.
We sobbed.
He was disappointed in me.
I was disappointed in myself.
The only thing I can seem to say is,
I'm sorry.