random thoughts & scrawls

01.04.16

With every song I hear, you're in it.

Everything I do, I crave you by my side doing it along with me.

When I look in the mirror, I see you behind me, peeking over my shoulder.

I feel you on my body, like a permanent stain on my skin.

You know, my mother warned me about drugs like marijuana and cocaine, but she never told me that people can get addicted to each other.