Opiates

I suppose it was her
I suppose it was me
The way I saw it
It was meant to be

I suppose it was lust
I suppose it was love
But half our desire
Was sickened and drugged

Down each other's throats
With our hands on our hearts
Praying that the other
Would never depart

I suppose the needles pierced
And the pills, they'd dissolve
But when I came around
She was always then gone

I'd wake up alone
So sad and so cold
The chills ate right through me
Shaking my bones

We'd tie off once more
She'd come rushing in
That sweet warm embrace
Together again