well, i'm fucked

intoxicated

"maybe i could swim into your thoughts
like your drugs do"
except you're sober and i'm nearly
black out drunk
i'm stumbling and all i know is
i love you
all i want for Christmas is you
and three years is three years
you're so beautiful
i haven't slept in a few days
i miss you and holy shit my head hurts im shaking again
i want your lips on mine and none of the broken promises and this going right
it wasn't best for both of us im miserable

drunk words are sober thoughts and im trying not to text you, i'm just in love still fights don't stop love
im in love with the antisocial parts the
mumbling songs the doodles
messy hair and slept in clothes
in love with it all
and holy shit im drunk and in love
on Christmas
i hope my wishes work