You’re a drug.

You’re no fun.

We had fun some days,

Right as it starts.

But you’re a drug.

I tried to quit you several times.

I came back.

But now we’re done.

Now we’re done.

You were a drug.

You knew how to give me everything,

You knew how to take it away.

You fostered all of those games.

Now you’re out the door,

On your way.

You are poison,

Not just a drug.

I don’t know how you could be romanticized,

But who I am kidding,

That’s already been done.

My life went to hell in your arms.

I can’t miss you,

I won’t miss you.

Because you are a person.

You had a choice.

You aren’t a drug,

You’re awful.