They say that love is the best kind of medicine,
so let me give you some sugar.
'Cause it ain't the healing that's sweet, it's the rescue.
And somehow, you can get stuck waiting for a cure that never pulses through these veins the same... Never quite the same, you know. And still, the high never seems to change. I want to dream about this differently - I want to see this in a different way, devoid of irrational ghosts of what was once obtainable, but now seems to refuse to fade. Whatever ends up being written, I hope, reads lovingly on my grave.