I need to accept you as my on again off again best friend (forever)
I need to stop letting it fuck me up each time the table turns
And I thought that was my great accomplishment the last spin around... and then here you are again - sitting on the porch of my heart - as beautifully fucked up as ever
And then I realize... I too am beautifully fucked up despite my many attempts to fight such facts
And then I realize... I am more together than I have ever given myself credit
My bounceback time gets faster every time... and my feet are more solid on the ground.
I love you but love means less to me each and every day.
Love is a chemical inbalance - and I have left behind chemical addictions.