he is my addiction.
its not always about the drugs,
or the alcohol.
sometimes addiction isn't something you drink,
or smoke,
or breathe in.
but sometimes..
its something you feel,
weather its a physical sensation,
or a empty pit in the bottom of your stomach
when you find out he did it again.
but sometimes we need the toxicness in our life right?
because maybe,
just maybe we'll feel loved if we keep waiting around for them.
maybe this addiction will be good this time.
it has to feel good.
hes my addiction
because he makes me feel good in the moment,
but he makes me feel like shit after.
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