He’s a disease that won’t stop spreading.
How can I get rid of him?
I swear he’s making me sick.
He’s consuming my every thought.
I feel him beneath my flesh.
He makes my blood boil, but he’s the only one who knows how to cool me down.
His touch is irresistible and his smile hypnotizing.
I forget about my surroundings.
I’d follow his every command and submit to everything that is him.
Every wall that I built came tumbling down.
I was left looking him in the eyes, praying he didn’t ignite the flame in my heart that took years to put out.
As he pierces me with those beautiful eyes, I can feel him eating away at me, breaking me down until finally I say, “Let’s give us another chance.”
He’s toxic, but I’m addicted to the feeling.