it starts out with one look of a drink,
then just one sip, then the fucking whole bottle.....
What the hell is wrong with me....?
I thought it was all going to be fun and that we were just going to have a hangover in the morning but how can i tell myself that i am dreaming if thats all i think is going to happen....

We had a great night before the drink... that fucking whole fat ass bottle of whatever the hell it was...

Had a cig after some great sex..... but i just had to finish that whole bottle before i was done.....

I was supposed to go to Cali with her..... i guess i screwed that plan.... and now i can bet you anything that her parents dont trust me and they wont.... im not ashamed that i took all the heat and the blame for her too though.... i love her that much......

Such a great night gone to waste and now i got a hangover..... nothing good came out of it and the worst part of that night was i made her cry... and then fucking stupid me i go and throw up.....

Im sorry baby....
I love you soo much and i never meant to put you through any of that.....

I guess i just dont understand the word enough....

But all in all,
It wasnt the alcohol that killed me with its poison....

It was the fact that the love of my life pushed me away......