Addiction
I think... no, I know
I've become addicted to you
And those gorgeous words you speak.
I can't help myself,
I have to sneak off and talk to you
Even when I know I shouldn't.
I'm addicted to the things you say,
The way you make me feel
And how my heart jumps every time I hear from you.
You are my drug, without even trying.
I take a shot of you in the morning,
Then the afternoon,
And at bed time.
You wake me up, and you help me sleep.
I am lost without you.
Copyright © Ashley Plimpton | Year Posted 2008
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