I am the elixir.
The remedy that cures your loneliness.
The Netflix show that you last see before you fall asleep.
The blue hue that consoles you while you scroll down your contact list.
You send a hail-Mary text message to that guy that you turned down because you wanted to have sex with the last guy that broke your heart.
It’s all about packaging right?
He’s in a relationship now and you’ve realized that your standards match your worth.
Though you know it’s only a 33% that he will respond you hit send.
Cheers to the good times.