I think of you and the depression comes in.
Sliding through my veins like a drug.
I try to resist but I can't.
The drug slowly and painfully takes over my body and my eyes get glassy.
I close my eyes.
A teardrop rolls down my cheek.
I can't believe you're gone.
Or is it that I just don't want to believe it?
I don't want to believe that my whole world came crashing around me.
Now I'm sitting out here in the sideways rain wishing my heart would stop.
