Drug of Choice

It's coming back to me now, the reasons I put up with everything,
Doesn't compare to now, but it was gold and blessings.
Like a druggie I cry for my fix and shake, and I feel like I lost it,
But I can't even be bothered to pick up the phone anymore.
I can't tell my friends because all of them hate you
And I don't wanna hear what they have to say.

The music starts playing and the funniest part,
They're not any songs you and I had,
They're not something you gave me, but something I got
And I struggle with thinking they're not.
The familiar feeling overwhelms me terribly
And I shake like an addict and hide from myself,
And I run from my family and ignore all my friends...
I psych myself out and I try to forget,
I dive in my work and the sleep doesn't help.
I can feel the walls around me come up
And I want them to stop! I want to surrender
Completely, thoughtlessly, to the one that I want
But the process has started and my eyes are wet,
I have to fight with the demons to keep them in check,
And I need you now, darling, like I did all along.
I want you to find me and figure me out.
I want you to fix this and make it all better,
I want you to give me the promised forever.
But most of all, what I want is so simple,
I want the withdrawal to end...
I want to return to my friend
And be who I wanted to be all along.
I want to not want the drug that you are,
Because, love, he's more than enough...
And yeah, darling it has been tough
But if I can just tough it out!
If I can wait for it to get better without being bitter...
You'll be out of my system, you'll be out of my head,
And I'll feel much better my dear.

I can't tell my friends since they all hate you,
They'll keep me as far as they can from you.
You're toxic, they think, and will end me too soon...
But my drug of choice, love, always.
Nothing has changed, my loyalty to you remained the same
So "close your eyes and try to count to seven,
And if we die, I'll meet you up in heaven".

Reviews

[Andrea]

Fantastic, love really is a drug and isn't the withdrawal so much more painful. I feel like you have just written about my life.

[Wolfwind Words]

Tis truly an intoxicating flow of ink. For it is true that sometimes it's hard for others to understand and think. Just what it is that makes an individual, in areas of love, blink.

Tis true as well, that sometimes, the bond beyond the world of the living is what can be looked forward to. Especially if the world doesn't like the bond swimming or drifting through the blood of the world that lives.

Great Ink Sparkle!
Wolfie