The diary of a fiend

Skinny lover

Not a text
Not a call
I don't care.
We use to talk on the phone
Telling each other everything that happened and more.
I do care
I get it.
You're doing your thing and I'm stuck in this town.
Waiting for another call to bring me around.
I care too much.
You're living the college dream.
Getting high with people and I'm just trying to stay clean.
But I'm just a fiend.
I'm hurt.
We've been through more and more.
And every other time we seem to talk to each other
More and more.
I'm scared.
Did I lose you?
Where did it go?
I don't even know...
I guess I miss you
But this line of coke will be the reason why I forget you.
Waking up
Needing a smoke.
Can't understand.
Where did you go?
I'm gone.
Not flying but
Gone.
Inside you see a hollow me.
You took it all the way to Utah and now they see.
Thinking jokes will make my week
But my friends didn't know what you truly meant to me.
I get it though.
People will tell me to let you go.
Saying a love like ours was not worth things.
But I never thought you would be the one to call me.
A skinny thing...
A skinny love...
Is that all I am?
Is that I mean?
I'm not going to swear or say mean things
Because I can't believe
I lost it.
Now I sit here wanting to get lost in it.
Alone and gone.
Flying off the handle.
Mother knows nothing
And father never handled it.
I'm trying to stay cool
But it makes me look like a fool.
Checking my phone every night.
Waiting for a text that say.
You made my night.
But it never comes.
And I'm scared to think you will go.
Because before you met Rose.
I was all alone...