Relapse for Beginners

I call you when I need to feel bad.

The sharp point of the needle on my thick skin,

reminds me of how your existence used to bleed me dry.

I call you when I need to know my flaws exist.

The way the coffee always burns my tongue every morning,

reminds me of how I was never the type to learn my lesson.

I call you when I need to be reckless.

The freedom you get when you don't care,

reminds me of how I always tried to ride your motorcycle blindfolded.