Addiction

You are my cocaine high

My mellowing weed

My dreamland heroin

There’s just something about you

I’ve developed a dependence

Friendship is not enough

Sex is not enough

Time is not enough

I must have it all

Every. Single. Bit.

Everyday is a scheme, a plot to get back to you

I need to be near you, under you, around you

One last hit becomes two becomes four becomes more

And then, I’m overdosing

Flying high…

La petite mort

Again.

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