My Heroin

Only a tear in your eye, just rejected and forgotten. But to not accept it, who  am I? I let you go at first, for you were a selfish a*s. So I hurt you by saving myself...? I realized I just can't let go. Of course, it's all my fault, because you acted like a child, and I wasn't there. And I need you. My mind and body is addicted to you. I have withdrawls. I sweat and shake when you're not close. And even when I can't touch you, for you're not mine, I need you all the more. All too quickly, the day faded. I should have made it last, for now you've slipped away. I would have made you smile, and carefully held your hand. I've been dead for a while, time floating away on grains of sand. I would have cherished every word, and taken no touch for granted. We would love every bird, and all our hurt, trample. I would have kissed you one more time, and gently held you close. So here I am with this sad rhyme, chasing after my next dose. But you see this joy end, for I didn't see it coming. We were just around the river bend, and out of time, running. My supply was cut off. I paid a priceless price for your heroin, and look where I am now. A shadow, surviving off of nothing but thin air and the chance of getting another dose.