My Strange Addiction
We fit like puzzle pieces that construct a wall that protects our mental and physical well beings. We are connected spiritually. A true love that never fades. We see each other as a drug. Both of us needing that drug to live. We’re addicts of each other. Can’t live without it. I wish I could die just to see her cry over me. I wish I could see the impact I make. I think to kill my addiction one way or another. I’ll watch over her for a week maybe 2. Until she pulls the trigger, now there’s nothing to undo.
