The addiction
I need the will power to do this.. I need the energy so bad. This is an addiction that I almost cant kick, baby loving you is bad.
Where has the time went, where did it go? Nothing infront of me tangible, leaving me crawling back to my memories for that fix. But loving you is hard to do, and this feeling of you leaving me, I cant bare.
Your face I remember, every little detail, and I just want to touch it to make sure it was real, but loving you this much is dangerous, and the harm it does to me is sad.
A relationship doomed to broken hearts, and a love you must give up, stabbing pain rushing through my heart, and I think i may die on this bathroom floor.
I beg for this to be the last time, the last night, my last hour, my last breath, but you didnt steal that part of me, just took almost all that I had. I long for your withering touch, that kills all that is love when touched by you.
You may have killed me inside, but somehow I lived when I was with you. Your face it stays in my memories, and loving you so much weighs heavy on my heart, because loving you is lethal, and in death I want to depart.