You’re an addiction.
Not like a drug where I can eventually be done with you.
You’ve become part of my life force. You are like the air I breathe and the water I drink.
But you are just as bad for me.
I can’t stop loving you.
Just like I can’t stop coming back to memories of you.
What do I do?
How do I cure the disease, when the disease is what keeps me alive?
Why can’t we live in peace as one?
Why does the disease proceed to destroy me?













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i likes it muy mucho. (i fail at spanish)
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