When you’re on cocaine Your phone sinks into the front pocket of your jeans, Burrowed there, it is as useless as the Eight missed calls I should never have dialed. When you’re on cocaine Your environment drips with each color That the universe has to offer. Your CNS is rocketed into action, The drinks are poured, the music is animated When you’re on cocaine Bland coworkers (that you didn’t pour out your whole existence to in Vermont for a year and a half), Become increasingly important. Bland coworkers willing to share their bag, Become increasingly less bland. When you’re on cocaine Your life is divided into chambers of privacy, The bathroom stall. Where credit cards clink the porcelain, and Giddy employees splash tequila on themselves, the walls, their hearts. So we haven’t spoken between 6 pm and 1 am in months. I have needed your intoxicated words, Descriptive, affectionate, curious. Like all last year, I found them in bitter, hopeless nights. But now I don’t expect you to pick up As with each missed call, Your voicemail greeting reaches me one ring sooner. And the powder in your pocket is the only thing you’re digging for And you’re thrashing and laughing and loving And I may be really excited, or I may be in tremendous pain But neither of us will know if the other survived Until 4 pm the next day. If I survive Will you stay And say your sorry, Would you stay Would you stay
And I think so, since it was the worst year for me at school, at home, with friends, personal stuff, etc. But I can’t say it was the worst year since it gave us amazing things like Mystic Messenger, Kimi no Na Wa, Yuri on Ice, Shuumatsu no Izetta, that animated music video called Shelter, Re Zero, the Kizumonogatari movie trilogy (finally), Erased, a Sailor Moon new season and a bunch of other awesome anime and games.
In the end, it couldn’t be the best year, but these amizing things didn’t let it be the worst.