Where will she strike next?

I lost my girlfriend to drugs.

Not literally…unfortunately…

Birth control drugs, “the pill”.

My nightmare. Myths.

YOU take it. WE benefit.

Worst decision ever.

All of a sudden I wasn’t there. We weren’t there, she wasn’t there.

I became glass. She saw right through me. I WAS there, my drive too. Her mind wasn’t.

Became best player in rejection game.

Felt hollow. Useless. Hopeless. Not loved.

Hatred for the pill. Hatred for the drugs.

Screamed and cried. Never externalized it.

Dead inside.

She was the one. She IS the one.

“US” couldn’t die. “US” is dead.

The pill.

Life.

Kept dancing through.

It sucks.