I miss you. I wish it lessened each day or even each second, but I am trapped in this stagnant state, trapped in a continuous cycle.
I thought I could fill the loneliness that you created but instead I crafted another soul lost in the same damn sea I am in, one inescapable blue sea.
An entire ocean is pouring from my chest, I can't plug the ship, my only fate is to drown and as is his. I have destined him to failure and crooked smiles hidden below rotten eyes.
We have become the broken, but can no longer take refuge in each other's skeletal arms for I have neglected his heart and thrown it amongst the others.
I could not look past his love for liquor, a love far stronger than one he possessed for me. Kissing the decaying breath of one captivated by addiction.
I may be addicted to pain but I am in no way addicted to substance.