I need you like a drug, a bad habit I just can't get over. You've been gone too long, I can't sleep, my head hurts, and I can't draw. Why are you on my mind? I can't udnerstand why I feel like the best thing I had was taken from me. I fill my life with empty things, usless things to make my smile. I saw my friends, but they didn't do it for me. I still felt alone, I came here, and felt so cold.
You're my addiction.
I cried when i could not have you. Why is that so? You should be nothing to me, not material, not emotional, yet I let you become that, where I had shut everyone else out before. How did you feel a void that had been empty for so long? I had filled that void with usless things, things I don't have anymore, and somehow, you were the one who pushed those things away. Oh, I need you, like a sweet, sweet drug in my system. Like a bad habit I can't get over, I want you here. I want to see your delicate words, to feel your warmth. I need you darling, or I may just die from this pain.
 Anrui4 · Fri Dec 30, 2005 @ 03:09am · 2 Comments |
