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Your love is like a drug, except I crave you so much more. When your lips touch mine it makes me feel like I'm floating on cloud nine, unable to come down from the sensational high. When your laughter floods my ears, I can't get enough. I truly want more. When I feel your fingertips softly graze my skin and your sweet scent dances through my nose, I'm suddenly wide awake craving you more than any other drug on this planet. It's amazing really, this thing you call love. It's more addicting than anything. Maybe, that's why we can't help but turn to alcohol and drugs when we're heartbroken.
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Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 10:08 AM UTC
Addicted
Your love is like a drug, except I crave you so much more. When your lips touch mine it makes me feel like I'm floating on cloud nine, unable to come down from the sensational high. When your laughter floods my ears, I can't get enough. I truly want more. When I feel your fingertips softly graze my skin and your sweet scent dances through my nose, I'm suddenly wide awake craving you more than any other drug on this planet. It's amazing really, this thing you call love. It's more addicting than anything. Maybe, that's why we can't help but turn to alcohol and drugs when we're heartbroken.
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Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 10:08 AM UTC
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