Haze in The Corrick Institute

i asked what was wrong, you were acting weird
you said you were just fucking high, then you laid your head in my lap
i knew your mind was full of worry
where do i go next? whats gonna happen to me? was this the best choice?
you asked me, we will always be bestfriends, right? you sure?
i said, always, bestfriends always
i was never going to leave your side
ive learned that my place in life is to be an orphanage for boys with broken hearts
and falling souls
you seemed soothed by my words and my nails slightly grazing circles across your back
we shared a cigarette, and a few passionate looks
passion on the backburner for when your ready to jump back in
i know your heart is in a million pieces all over this country, just like mine is all over this state
so we curl up together in fleece blankets and sing each other to sleep
Say Anything lullabies, and we whisper harmonies into each others ears
i worried last night, maybe it was the drugs, or maybe it was my mind
but as i drifted off to sleep, i twitched, like old times
and ive picked it up again, the nightmares, and the body spasms that i erased so effectivly
lets hope it was the drugs, we don't need another barrier