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.