Lost in the space between what could have been, and what was
I was color-blind to the red flags
I only saw you waving me in
and we danced like wild things
I was your Nancy
and you were my drug
I knew you would be the death of me
but you were a habit I couldn't kick
Oh, the subtly of words
and the intensity of a gaze
love is just another kind of drug
and I was living on it's roller-coaster high
until you sought another supplier
You loved, on the surface
while I loved with my heart
you were led by desire
while I - yes, I too was led by desire
But you would have begged to differ
oh, you would have begged
Now there is one less drug to seduce me
But I am the one left behind
the track marks on my heart make me weary
and I struggle with the need to fill them up
You know what they say about old habits
I'm just not sure which of us died the hardest.
(c) Dahlia Ramone: January 28, 2017
This was written for Blogophilia
Week 49.9 Topic: Lost in Space
Bonus Prompts:
Hard (2 pts): Use the title of a song that was a Number One *
Easy (1 pt): Include a box of wine (I did not)
* "Habits" by Tov Lo