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She’s a soothing drug


She was flowing like a perfect breeze

she called him 

he hung up because he called her

she knew what was up

but she was calmer than the drug he inhaled

she kept letting him come and go as pleased

once it was real

she couldn't stop him 

she thought it was bad

asking him to leave her 

why expect something from someone who isn't a keeper

 

 

 

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