Confusion

Nothing but a drag of cigarette, nothing but a gulp of vodka.

You were there one night, the next sober.

You denied every single detail.

You’re nothing but a piece of denial.

You’re everything, piecing my heart back together.

You’re something that I couldn’t get rid of.

With every kiss, touch, breath of fresh air.

You waltz in and out.

Confusing.

Your name spells from your lips, the single letters float.

Preoccupied space just preoccupied space.

You’re something that I’m addicted to.

My personal dose of cocaine.

Too bad, drugs don’t come cheap.