honey kisses

i remember back last october.
i remember now, and it feels like death,
just like you.
honey kisses from long night of tea drinking,
deep thinking,
hearts sinking.
i never managed to fit inside that wedding dress;
it was let out four times.
i just keep gaining and gaining.
i could never throw anything out.
remembering, my addiction,
better than pills.
when everything else fades,
i still have these pictures
buried deep inside my head.