You were an arrow I didn’t want to let go, always wanted you in the bow with me.
Your name was the light to all of my happiness.
Now you are the fuse to the gunpowder in me.
You were the greatest solution to all my burdening problems.
You were my muse. You were my drug.
A drug without any of those harmful side effects.
But now you are just slowly painfully killing me.
Torturing me with those joyous memories.
The never ending phone calls, the constant bickering, the deep one am conversations, the fan girling, the random spur of the moment plans that never took place.
Oh dear Lord what have you turned into?
A monster that can’t keep her demons inside? Or
The girl you always had but never looked back to.