The Words I Can't Say

Euphoria

A feeling so intoxicating I got lost in it for years

I’m still lost in it

Whether in the form of a white oblong shape with red specks and a symbol cousin to square root

Whether in the form of green powder that tastes like the bark off of a shitty tree in Thailand

Whether in the form of purple liquid that’s soulmate is a plastic bottle of sprite 

I’m still lost in it

Sometimes I wish I never discovered her. Her. Because this shit’s a bitch.

Sometimes I wanna run away with her and never come back

One thing’s for sure, when she’s gone all I do is think about the next time I’m gonna see her.

She’s so warm and comfy.