Addiction

It was supposed to be goodbye,

I wouldn't see you any more,

Let you abuse me, hurt me,

Sweet as it was.

But what can I say?

I'm a sugar addict.

When you turned up looking

Innocent, lost,

I gave myself over.

Let you brand me with your mouth,

With your nails,

Down my arms, down my chest.

Now I'm your property,

and somehow I'm glad.

Author's Note

I had a friend who once thought this was about chocolate. Please tell me that's not what you get from this?