I get high, high, high
I get high, high, high
I get high on your memory
High on your memories...
I wish I could take another dose, yet I can't.
Wish I could love him like I do.
I wish I could take his memories away.
Wish that they would never fade.
I wish my streaks would always stay white.
No one knows I have to bleach them.
Because he's fading.
I can still remember her voice, still remember her eyes. I can still remember how I loved her.
How I love her.
I can still remember her smile.
How her eyes smiled at me.
Thinking of her makes me remember. Memories make me love her.
Memories.
They're fading faster now.
I try to remember, but a lifetime's too much.
Too much anger, too much confusion, too much hate.
And yet I love it.
I love the memories. And I am torn.
I am torn because they're almost gone.
I can't remember anymore.
I can't remember everything. I can't remember Marie.
Like my past it's suddenly vanished.
I love her. That's all I know. I love Marie.
That's all I can remember.
I'm going back for her. I've got to see her.
Got to hold her.
Got to love her.
I just don't know where she is.
I miss him. God, I miss him.
Wish he'd burst through my door and hold my face.
The memories would flow back into my veins.
My addiction would be relived.
God, Logan.
Come back to me.
Marie, I don't know where I'm going. I keep thinking you're in the United States, but I'm not sure.
I don't know.
Maybe you're in Kansas or California or New York.
New York.
Westchester, New York.
School for Gifted Youngsters.
I'm coming home, Marie.
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Story Notes:
This is really a song fic even though the song is about drugs, I just fell into the chorus. Short, VERY short.