I’m going insane.
Not because you left
You didn’t.
You’re still there.
Untouched.
Unbothered.
While I?
I’m unraveling in real-time.
I haven’t texted.
Haven’t called.
But it’s not pride holding the phone hostage
No.
I was busy.
Out there, exploring,
Capturing unforgettable moments for people
While inside,
I was crumbling.
Because none of those moments
Were you?
I’m starving
Starving for your voice,
For that one damn text
That makes me smile like the world still makes sense.
But this isn’t peace.
This isn’t patience.
This…
Is a slow, spiraling storm.
I’m going insane.
Insane with silence.
Insane with restraint.
Insane because you live in my head
Rent-free,
Loud as thunder,
Sweet as sin.
You weren’t comfortable.
You weren’t calm.
You were chaos in a kiss,
A high I never wanted to come down from.
You were never soft
You were cocaine.
Sharp.
Addictive.
Deadly in the right dose.
And I didn’t just try you.
I drowned in you.
Now every second I breathe without you
Burns.
Cocaine.
Insane.
Cocaine.
Insane
I chant it like a mantra
In the dark where your silence screams.
I’m not broken
I’m not heartbroken.
No!
I’m overdosed, on you.
On what you are
On what you do to me without even trying.
So while the world sees me as creating magic
For strangers inside
I’m going insane
Because you
Only you
Are my cocaine.
