Created May 13, 2014

Love is a drug
I’m having withdrawls
Upset at unanswered texts
Pissed off at missed calls

Ironic that You’re short
And I’m tall because
Whenever we’re up
Somehow we fall

I need you
Do you need me?
When you’re not in my sight
I just can not see

I have to have you
There’s no other option
But it’s like I’m done buying
And you’re still shopping

I need a doctor
My heart ain’t broken but it’s dropping
Just write a prescription make sure it say
it’s ok for me to take all these pills that I’m popping

Need a therapist to open my mind
And free all the pain that’s locked in
Maybe I found the key since I think we’re good now
Unfortunately just not then

Like wine hopefully we get better with age
Might be reading the same book
Just gotta get on the same page
I know it’ll happen but until then…mama always told me about these days.

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