I always kept my love contained
My use under control
But then i met you
I shot up doses like it was nothing
My daily syringe of happiness
I needed my fix
I could feel my heart pulsing
Your name
Coursing through my veins
Was you, Everyday
I got addicted
I begged
More
Please
More
PLEASE
I needed something inside of me
I needed to feel
I needed YOU
But i forgot to appreciate
I was even given you in the first place
You couldn't help me anymore
There was no more happiness to give
You cut me off
But your name was still stuck
Ringing in my head
I needed my fix
I really needed my fix
Please
I'd beg
But no reply
And i sat
Left with
Empty veins and a shattered heart
Pieces so sharp fell from this fragile heart
Stabbing me in all the wrong places
Making parts of me hurt
That i didn't even know existed
Slowly convulsing aches and pains consumed my being
Filled with withdrawals from you
It was only
Replays
And
Replays
Of the way you would hold my hand lightly
Run your fingers from the tips of mine
Down to my palm
Over and over
Until i grabbed your hand and squeezed as tight as i could
With our fingers interlocked
You'd look me in my eyes and squeeze back
A grip filled with my
Dosage of love
Replays
And
Replays
Of the way you'd say certain words
Because i always loved to listen to you talk
But even when you didn't
Staring at you in silence was perfect, because i knew you made me speechless
So i'd ramble in my head about how beautiful you were and how amazing you made me feel
I was so caught up in my mind chatter about you
I never made conversation to you
Broken,
I had no more silent looks to give
No more hand to squeeze
No more lips to taste
No more happiness
I was left empty
But you see kid,
Now I've learned my lesson,
Love is not a game you play
Love is a drug you hope never gets taken away
An addiction that consumes your being
And if you don't be careful, it can consumer you until it leaves you out cold
Moderation and appreciation
But no matter what happens,
Just remember to say thank you,
For letting me experience the drug,
That is you.
A mess of a poem...