Lost in Space

 

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