Hey, there. It’s been awhile.
Does it matter that I’ve missed you?
Even though we scattered,
I never fathomed I'd forget you.
We’re such a mismatch.
In fact, I’m maddest when I’m with you,
but that doesn’t change the happiness
we imagined that we lived through.
You see, love turned to madness.
We became addicts.
I was smoking your breath –
‘till we turned to ashes taking tokes to our death.
Then there came the crash.
We’re emotional wrecks.
Quick, step on the gas as we coast in the ditch.
We walk along the sidewalk,
keeping our space.
Reminiscing on the past,
that dream with a face.
Her’s, mine, close.
Sleeping for days.
Seeing with eyes closed a peace we escaped.
What could it hurt? One more ride.
Hey, I believe we were made
to cut ties so we could see what it takes.
In time we’ll be just fine,
and I think it’ll be a piece of cake.
Here, cut you a slice.
Eat and be ate.