You said, "being alive is a type of terminal illness"
But you called me in tears when Alexander McQueen died
You were the person who finally get checked into rehab
But you drink five martinis and tell me you were good to drive
You were less than a lover, more than a friend
Like a co-dependent mother with Munchausen
Losing you was painful and messy like
Pulling a tooth out with a string
And I still can taste the blood in my mouth
When I bite down on anything
I got food poisoning three times when you made us dinner
But I loved you so I ate your cooking anyway
And we were both healing from similar childhood trauma
But I think you liked me better when I wasn't doing okay
You were more than a friend, less than a lover
You were more significant than any other
Losing you was painful and messy like
Pulling a tooth out with a string
And I still can taste the blood in my mouth
When I bite down on anything
And I hate what it did to my smile
I hate what it did to my smile
And you hated drinking water
And going to the dentist
And I trusted you more than both of my parents
And now it's hard to remember everything about you
But I still feel an empty space without you
Losing you was painful and messy like
Pulling a tooth out with a string
And I still can taste the blood in my mouth
When I bite down on anything
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