Meh.

I miss the way you made me feel high, on life, on love
But it's okay, a double whiskey also does the same
I loved the way your eyes  laughed when you loved your own joke
But it's okay, a little bit of hash works too
I was amazed by the passion in your voice when you talked about the music you loved
But no worries, a tiny bit of Bob dylan will do it for now
I fell in love with the way you made me laugh, at your irreverent, crazy self
I guess an hour of Louis ck will make me forget that too
You showed me, what amazing feats God was capable of, that he, or she?, made you.
Meh, I guess I'll forget that after this peg too.
But, I'll always think of you, when the music plays.
Shitty attempt at crap verse, but you've always made me a little bit more crazy, kya karein.