Drugs

Once upon a time she was the purest,
I was longing for her touch.

But now that she does drugs,
I don't find my self longing so much.

I know that she's lost inside,
She thinks she has it fine.
But if she thinks that no one cares for her,
She knows not these feelings of mine.

I wanted to see her succeed so much,
To live a happy, spiritual life.
Its sad that i couldn't have trusted her,
To be my faithful wife.

But i am not worried of that now,
For it is in the past.
I guess the real question is,
Why has she put God last?

My heart is broken for you.