She knows her name, I won't say it
I can't fucking help it that I still love her
she's the only one, really, that I ever loved
I can't quit her - anymore than I can quit smoking
and just like that, I don't really want to
phantoms in my memory, a persistent addiction
once it was cool, now it's just killing me
haunted by her taste, the tang of her skin
how quickly it turns bitter, knowing I'll never
taste it again
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