There is a difference between loving Someone and being infatuated With the euphoria they bring to you. I don’t mean loving or lusting for them, I mean the genuine tranquillity Their mere presence brings you; all you want is their company. I thought I was aware of the difference, but now I have learnt. I thought I loved you, yet I loved to feel like being on top of the world with you. And now, like an addict, I yearn for it; I want to feel invincible; selfish— I know—but I regretfully crave you Even though we are definitely through.