I hate you and I hate what you've done to me. I've lost everything because of you. I let myself fall for you, you promised me happiness. Why did I believe your lies? Because I knew the rush you'd give me. I love it so much, I'm in too deep and now I can't quit you. I want to quit you, I need to quit, but I can't. I'm obsessed. You're always on my mind. The stress of not having you causes me to break out in a rash. My skin becomes in sync with the fire burning in my mind. That''s why when I have you, I'm all over you. I don't let go. I love pulling you closer and closer. Pushing you inside me. Even at school, hell, I've done it in class. I need my fix. It's pure ecstasy. The problem is, I'm just using you. I just want that high. This romance is chaos. You're destructive and I abuse you. It's not wrong if we both do it, right? I hate what you've done to my mind. I can't think straight. I've lost friends because of you. Wasted so much time and money in the pursuit of you. You're still my drug of choice. I chose you. I said yes to you. I still think about calling, trying to get you back. I'm trying to detoxify myself of you. Get rid of your poison. I still have the razor I used to cut you. Sometimes I cut myself with it so I can put you back in my bloodstream. The doctor told me time would make me love you less. But "absence makes the heart grow fonder."