HIGH

Color swooped and swirled behind his closed eyelids as the music soared, taking him back to a place where he resided between her thighs. Pause, it was more than that; I was the way he gazed into her eyes. He lost a soul that could always turn dark, he gave up what could be broken so he gave up his heart. Now what does he have left, Nothing. This man gave up everything to be engulfed in love. I mean he'd fall because well he's HIGH!

I didn't mean to break his heart, I was so in love I lost feeling. So wrapped up in him I was a drug he was dealing. I went numb. Now i sit here and stare as he sits there on his mother's plastic covered couch slouched. He sits there shattered into a million pieces attempting to find his self at the bottom of a liqour bottle. I didn't tell him to loose his self, I knew better. I knew better than to get HIGH off my own supply.

Euphoric notions turned into deep devotion. Thier love was potent. As the on looker I knew it was a tad to strong. It was like watching atrain wreck, I watched bad go wrong. Now she's there feeling sorry and he sits there numb and love is to blame for what they've become.