Your. My. Love Drug.

March 23, 2010
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Lipstick stains
As you place a sweet
Touch upon his face.

But that is the only sweet thing
You can give him.
Your taste, which I bet is not even real,
With that shining Sephora lip gloss.

I bet everything else is bittersweet.
Your movement, your smell,
Even your sight.
All horrid.

That is why I don’t get it.
I don’t get that watching you is like...
A drug.

His face brings me up high, to the sky,
up in
The clouds.
While you take me back down,
To ground level.
Into a terrible place.

Give me more. I need more.

I am a addict to your relationship,
Loving him is everything.
Hating you is all but nothing.

I hope your happy.
Happy, because
I have a problem.

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