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Apr 2020
I remember ecstasy,
She felt and tasted like you.
So bitter but I swear I’ve never felt so high.
I wanted to stay in that moment forever.
You’re truly the embodiment of happiness.
I don’t think I’ll ever feel that way again.
& I don’t want to.
Love will be the death of me still.
It’s the worst, most beautiful feeling I’ve ever experienced.
I can’t trust my intuition when I’m on the drug, love.
Intoxicating, addictive, I hate that I need it.  
I’ve convinced myself that I don’t.

I don’t need it.
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To be or not to be  26/M/North Battleford
(26/M/North Battleford)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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