I don’t know how to let you go
It seems like I’ve gone through every stage of grief
Every stage of withdraw
Loving you was more addicting than any drug
Loving you was more painful than any death
I could feel it flow it’s course throughout me
Never ending
Just multiplying
Within me

When things got tough
I could feel some secrete out of me like sap
Like as if I was a tree
Your tree
You could chop me up and each layer of me will have his own personal indentation
His mark
for I’m not me anymore I’m just whatever he sees of me
Chooses of me

Because his love is more suffocating than drowning
More excruciating than burning
More painful than dying
I just know that
if there was a hell
That he’d be the ruler
And I’d call it home