I loved him more than i loved myself.
way more
like more than friends
family
everything.
It was like he completed my every want,
need

and desire.
I couldn’t stay away
it was an every hour
minute
second
love affair.
He never disappointed me.
He knew he gave me this rush, energy and sensational reaction of emotions.
     And whenever I felt like our love was burning, he would supply more of his love and I would feel brand new again.

      My family felt the distance
friends felt it too
but i didn’t care we were in love.
Until they ruined it.
They said i was addicted to his love and I was letting him control my life.
Signing me up for rehab making me part my ways with the only person who helped me copp with my pain.

The only person that didn't leave me when I really needed him,
someone,
something.
Heroin was my life.
And they, these people,
my “family”,
were trying to take it away from me.