I have tried to quit you but yet,
why do i find myself always coming back to you?
You call yourself my friend but,
you hurt like an enemy.
I can leave you for a week,
Month,
Year.
Still, time after time your still in my hand.
In my saddest of times,
Strongest of times,
I can't help but find you,
perfectly untouched by the tips of anyone.
You have been my temptation,
my backup as well as support.
My bad habit I can not kick,
the one who whispers to me at night.
I have tried to quit you but yet,
why must I always come back to you?
Just the touch of you is painful,
but strangely comforting.
I will quit you someday,
But, for now
hold me tightly,
keep me safe in your walls.
Til I am strong enough to leave.
