I could never sleep with you on my mind, because my nightmares always showed me what was meant to happen, and my dreams always told me what never would.
You were always just that inexplicable shade of bitter, forcing yourself down my throat and burning my achy-breaky-insides with your fierce words and cold glances.
But I had to keep going, I had to keep up, because you would never just leave me, preferring instead to drag me behind you until I could un-stumble enough to get up and walk again.
Maybe I don't want to drink you down anymore, love.
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