If i knew what i had the license to,

the consequences of binging

you and i were one
that chord of euphoria thrummed
we thought it felt too surreal
this is too good to be true

we were in the honeymoon phase 

i was the fingers typing on the laptop
you were the laptop
i didn't know how to type  normally i never learnt 
but you taught me slowly as i pressed your buttons

but soon as we binged on each other
your fans couldn't cool you anymore further
over heating, overheating 
my hands got the taste of your anger 
and now they are itchy 

is it cause you were too much to handle?

or is it cause i binged on you to my harm? 

and now you wont work with your batteries on
for you're long gone