Lemon Drops
By violetfyre
Because your name is on the tip of my tongue Like acid And it burns to remember you. All I'm hearing is how you're sinking deeper Into depression And it scares me 'cause I know you're happier now Than you were in October. Or is it me? All I keep thinking is how I'm learning nothing And I haven't got the patience To sit through one more speech. And sometimes it's just you. In the corner of my mind, Where you're most often hidden Screaming at the top of your lungs for me to see you. It's my life. Usually, scaring me into sleeping and dreaming, Because nothing else has ever seemed as sweet. Not even you. You were never sugar. You were sour, sometimes bitter, But at the time, just what I needed. Licking the salt and sucking the lemon. Tipping the bottle is less complicated. More suited for me. I've done a lot of stupid things in my life, But not so much as you. I've lost a lot of things before... Screw the salt and forget the lemon, Hand me the beer and a bag of pretzels. It's my drink of choice. **It doesn't feel finished, and it sucks too. ** Written January 24th, 2002 © on Jan 24 2002 02:02 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Because your name is on the tip of my tongue..."