They said I needed a title
So here it is
It’s been over a month since you died, and I’m still drunk since I found out.
I think I’ve been sober in between, but they’ve just been filler moments.
Only when I’m drunk, do I remember how hurt I am, do I accept it.
Can I join you, wherever you are?
Even if you’re nowhere, that’s still better than here.
Better than without you.
You were a beautiful idea of a friend I held in my mind.
Why’d it have to die with you?
Every inch of skin dies when not encompassed by you,
Sing to me when I sleep, remind me I don’t rest alone.
Don’t watch over me from above, below is where you and I belong
Swimming in fire, at least it’s warm where folks like us go.
It’s not about you anymore, just about how you hurt me.
You got to be selfish, why can’t I?
I want it to be about me, I deserve that.
Aren’t I hurting as much as you now?
