11-30-15
That's what happens when you're alone;
You'll take anything that makes you feel home.

Whether it's whiskey kisses and unground lovers to get you by for awhile
Or the aforementioned love that gets you high on just a smile,
Something fixes the ache
Never mind if it's real or fake-
That doesn't matter when the holes in your lungs are so deep, you feel yourself collapse.
You see, when you're alone, you take whatever love you can still grasp.

And it feels really fucking empty.
- (m.m)