, , , , ,

Some people drink
Others self mutilate
While I am hopelessly addicted to love!

But an addicts high only lasts so long,
And similar to when the drugs are gone,
And your heart grows numb;

I dread the day I can no longer
Escape the world with you,
When the love is gone,
As it always goes,
Like the empty promise we cling to
When there is nothing to hold on!