I grew attached to you, addicted actually the way I grew addicted to cigarettes I'd breathe you in and fuck it burned but it felt so good. Too good actually. "Don't do drugs," was what my mother always told me. Except she never warned me about the drug that had a cute smile and blue eyes. Your words, they were my drug. They pulled me in each time and god I started to crave you. Your touch, like lightning going off in in my stomach even though it pulled me closer, it started killing everything inside. My heart, slowly turning black, only hanging on by one string, you told me you wouldn't let it break, that you'd always be apart of me. I guess that is the purpose of drugs. They never go away. ZAP, and then all at once everything broke, the last string, it broke and fuck my heart turned into rust except it was still beating even after you left I still felt you inside of me-
Because drugs, they slowly kill. You were slowly killing me, but god it was so much pain and all I wanted to do was overdose on your love, because dying with a part of you inside of me is the only happy ending I wanted.