Aug 06, 2014 15:56
Dopamine, Adrenaline, Oxytocin, Vasopressin, Serotonin.
Nothing magic, and nothing tragic.
Just your own brain trying to drug and destroy you.
My current favorite thing is rolling as far away from you as I can, so that you'll have to cross the bed if you want to cuddle me up.
It's petty and insignificant, but I do it anyway.
It's my tiny rebellion. It's all the spite I can muster, this late in the game.
Every time I start to let you go...
There you are again.
You don't even want me.
I don't know why you call.
I don't know why I answer.
Except that's a lie.
I know.
I answer because that chemical cocktail's got me convinced...
Just my own brain, trying to drug and destroy...