Addicted Love
Addicted,she strove for sobriety.
Afflicted,she cried
Eyes swollen,body itching
For another dose yet.
So I ask,me as a substance
Hey, is it me?
Is it you?
Or is it us?
At me,she looked
Akin, I love you
Leave her,come to me
I have, yet you don't feel like I'm here with you
So,you see, I'm not him you seek
I'm a mirage you're waiting to grab
I will never be real
No matter how fast you drive before I vanish
Your meal, I've garnished
Yet, always will.
But your spoon leads to your heart
Not your mouth
That's why it bleeds
Redirect your thought,love
I'm a friend, I can only be loved
Not coveted
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