First High
I tested you
Like new food
you were good and all that I wanted
You and I, had also created something
But the idea wasn’t economical,
I turned into an addict
I couldn’t forget you
Even after I started to study another drug and had a partial withdraw
I still studied you
You became a different kind of drug over time
Something you had to prepare for
I was no longer addicted to you
You no longer got me high
I don’t study you anymore
My high has matured to a different classification
As you aren’t enough for me
Withdrawal tangents for you don’t exist anymore
But, you will always be my dime
The inhale is a reminisce
Nothing new could replace my first high