You are a drug for me…
Do I crave you as one still or is this pain called love? I wish you didn’t do this push & pull you do. I wish I could go back in time and savor being together. I never took you for granted. I’ve prayed so hard & another part of me is in such intense agony from you loss that I think it believes you are actually gone from this world. It also pleas with me to forget about you. To erase you from my life, from my memory. And honestly if I could wipe you out of my memory I would. I can’t force your will. Knowing you is like poison to my mind… I was so absolutely sure that if I ever met someone like you that the feelings, the reactions would be mutual. I was more than sure; I was doubtless in my beliefs.
I wonder…
I wonder what goes on in your head since you keep things to yourself. I want to be free of the thoughts of you & the only thing I can think of is drugs, s**, alcohol or death to rid you from my mind. I try to tell myself that you are my lesson in life… You hurt more than the motorcycle accident that ripped my body apart, you are scarier than that accident as well. You are the scariest thing I’ve ever known in my life.
