Broken and Used

Your presence is like a drug to me in many ways,

And oh, how badly my body craves for you these days.

Those beautiful gazing eyes of yours fuel my soul,

The thoughts I have of you just swallow me whole.

Although my eyes always find your eyes,

They say its best if we don't let them speak, to my surprise.

I wish things didn't turn out this way,

But at least for now I don't think I should stay.

But no need to fret, past lover,

I'll still love you more than most forever.

It's sad to say it feels like you never loved me,

And only because you now say "we weren't meant to be".

I have many words for you,

It's best if you listen to them too.

I do hope you know you're using a dead battery,

And only someone like you is willing enough to charge me.