Wasted Love.

I wanna be wasted,
Wasted in your arms,
reading drunk hours,
With our sore eyes.
Buried in your scent,
I believe in your tall stories,
Gasped by your psych,
I slice my agony.
We sing along the road,
Pitches hitting high,
And your limping dirty jokes,
Still makes me shy.
I look at you,
What are we doing with our lives,
I don’t care,
I wanna be wasted,
Loving you in our wasted high…..