Her Favorite Drug (waits)

by Jesyka Vendetta   Feb 11, 2009


A girl sits on a swing, under a tree
Thinking of how this one boy makes her feel
How he invades her mind, her life
How her heart, he found it so easy to steal
She knows she shouldn't
But she waits for him to come back
Waits to be with him once more
She waits for the love she now lacks
The only love she wants is his
It's a drug to her
Her favorite drug there is
No matter the time that passes
She keeps waiting
While he's off with another her
She's still waiting
'Cause she knows in her heart they'll one day again be together
Forever

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