I had visions of our last night together

It feels like a dream now

Walking and laughing

Screaming and crying

All of it so distant somehow

Were we ever in love?

Or was that an illusion too?

I walk on glass

Atleast the pain will bind

Me to ,the reality of, you

Fleeting memories and nothing is true

Love is a delusion

And we are all screwed

Trusted the wrong person

Now nothing is true

Love is a drug

And we are all screwed