They were blue.
Deep blue.
Not red.
This wasn't how it was supposed to be.
You hurt me.
You scarred me.
You killed me inside.
You only cared about the one most important thing;
The high.
Flying up above me,
Why?
The love in your eyes,
Faded to a high.
So unattractive,
So pathetic,
So unhealthy.
How did this happen.
Why did this happen.
Pure murder by inhalence.
