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Oct 2014
I understand that I may be feeling confused and delusional right now, but the thought of losing you is driving me crazy. I've been patient for a while, but honestly, I'm starting to become impatient. I need you in my life soon, or else I might just lose my mind completely. It's frustrating and it's making me sick. You, my love, are like a rare form of medication that I desperately need. I feel like I need to see a doctor and get a prescription for you because you're the only cure for this sickness. You're my weakness, my addiction, and I've come to the conclusion that I am addicted to this drug called love. Without you, I can't function properly. I start to twitch, my veins start to itch, and I feel like I'm losing control. But here's the thing, I've realized that prayer, patience, and working on myself are the key to unlocking this treasure chest of love. I have to trust in God and believe that love will find me when the time is right. So, I'm staying confident and hopeful that we will be together soon, my love.
Chris Shantel
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Chris Shantel  Frankfort, Ky
(Frankfort, Ky)   
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