You sit me down and give me a look
But you’re no longer an open book
I can’t take it in
My brain shuts down
It’s all a blur as I look around.
You didn’t mean it
This can’t be real
Don’t know how you could.
Can’t see beyond,
My next drink.
I’m dying, but nowhere near quickly enough.
I’m trying, but I forgot how to be tough.
(A/N Guess how things are going with the 'wonderful boyfriend' I recently mentioned!)
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