Sometimes intoxication just wont do..

on the bus she fell a down
fighting back the tears ...where they came from she did not know
the only person she wanted to speak to was you.

walking through the park her energy was gone
a lack of motivation
will
power
self esteem
....................all gone

best friend
brother
but not a lover
.......................every breath swallowed your name

she held on tight to the pen
its all over ... wanted to call and say how i did/failed/blagged
i didnt

untill the night
nah wait.. its early morning ..
walking home

fighting back the tears once more
scroll to your name
call
....ring ring
two and its up
mutters
then i crack

cant cope with out speaking..
our tie-dye words ...
mean more to me than
crying again
tears roll down my face
6am .. the odd person walks
stop
stare
i keep on talking
with breaks to cry

and


breaks to laugh


no alcohol needed
not a drop..
not a snort...
or a hit

many think im speaking of an old lover
the eyes of another girl
the story of a different boy

just two friends
they go together like gin and tonic
but too much can make you sick
get it right and your giddy