Evermore

In the yellow haze of nicotine and the blur from the bottom of another shot. I feel a little less broken, but we’re still worlds apart. 

There’s ash on my tongue, but I’m pulling the words from my veins. You’re inhaling all the smoke, but smothering your flames.

I spent years drowning at sea, but I pulled myself to shore. Now I’ve caught fire, and maybe I’ll burn for evermore.