they say it takes three weeks to make a habit but thats a lie because you became addicting the minute i laid eyes on you.

your lips became like cigarettes
if i kissed them long enough i knew theyd be the death of me
such a beautiful way to die.

your eyes became like heroine injected into my thoughts
slowing down my heartbeat till it was beating in rhythm with the syllables of your name.

your breathing became like *******
and i wish i could see your sighs floating through the air and taste each time your chest rises and falls
i want to experience you with all of my senses.

your words became like liquor
hard to swallow in great amounts
because i wanted time to memorize and appreciate every letter of every word that rolled off your tongue.