I’ll see you tomorrow.

Remember when I got the adrenaline high from how I felt
Now I have a bottle of vodka
Trying not to listen to my head
Even though it keeps going
And I keep checking my messages
Waiting for you
So I can tell you about how drunk I am
So you know the kind of hurt I feel
That’s usually how it goes
Advertise my feelings to the world
Even though we kept it a secret for so long
Everything we felt
All coming crashing
Something I hoped for, for an entire year
And here I am
All my dreams
This is what I asked for
I remember