I bite my nails.
I bite them when I'm nervous
Or when they feel too long.
I bite till they bleed.

At least if they hurt,
Then I can forget about you,
Maybe for just a little while.

I shake around people.
I get so nervous
I can't hold pens in my hands.

Sometimes my heart beats fast
Much faster than it should
It makes my knees quiver.

I don't ever sleep
Maybe I'm up at 1:43 in the morning
Because I'm an insomniac  
Or maybe because I miss you

Mom says
I'm experiencing withdrawal.

I've never tasted beer.
I've never touched a hard drug.
But here i am
(163 days sober)
Recovering from being addicted to you

Addicted in the most innocent of ways
But now I've realized
You make a drug addiction
Feel like a Sunday morning.