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RG Jul 2017
alone thinking of you every night to the point of insomnia

that smile, those eyes, those words, so sweet to such a point i felt sick

you made me feel my best even when i knew you were the worst for me

i know i was just a side idea for when those around me didn't quite go as we all thought

but

i didn't care because when you held me when you told me those pretty lies i felt happy

i was happy to let you hold me and tell me lies to make me love you because

at least someone was willing to put time into me

you played with my mind played with my heart

and now

i'm addicted

i want nothing more than to taste your lips and taste the bitterness of those little lies

every i love you, every i want you, every i couldn't make it with out you, every you're my one and only

that bitter taste of those sweet lies were everything i needed to always want more

giving me just enough but so very little all at once

every i miss you making my heart flutter and cry in pain from the intensity of my craving of you

you're my drug

i need you to function yet you're breaking my way of functioning

youre the water to my fire, cooling me down yet killing me to do so

you're aggressive but it's fine because i tell myself you love me and it's just what you do

and who knows maybe you did and still do want me

but to you, my pretty mind isn't enough

because i don't have a pretty face to match that mind of mine

you played with my heart you played with my mind

but i was too heartbroken already to care

~ RG

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