If we were ten years in love,
I have waited for seven.
We tumbled through the layers of three:
heaven, earth, and hell.
-it was excruciating bliss-
we, such savvy accountants
counting highs and lows
we couldn't stop
when we wanted to.
loving Candy, using candy
it was all the same.
Your anger scribbled the walls of our humble abode
and put a hole through my head.
we spent a year apart,
and then we met:
I kissed you again,
but now the haze is cleared
and so we parted, each clutching
two crumbling dreams
-of romance and using.