Love Addiction
Passionate Sex, Intimate Afterglow, Mimicry of Love
'Cause somehow
I don't know when
I don't know how...
you entered my heart
and have left an Imprint
I'm not sure I can erase,
I'm not sure I can forget,
I'm not sure I can let go.
And it hurts
down inside
this love I feel,
this love I can't hide,
your Imprint right there
in Plain sight...
And with you
I've turned a new leaf
I've started clean,
you gave me a new slate.
I'm ready to be who I need to be,
I'm ready to show who I am.
Although it's not been ideal
and I still can't believe you're real
although it happened unexpectedly
and admittedly unwantedly too...
although you're not here
and I can't be there for you
I can't let you go...
you showed me so many things I didn't know, I hadn't lived, I hadn't felt, I hadn't imagined, I hadn't seen before. . .
And my heart breaks a little every time you are close
And it bleeds and it Screams, because I CAN'T hold you Close
And it constricts and feels squeezed []
And it calls out for help, for love,
when none will be given,
when none can be shown,
when... when... [it breaks]
When I see you, when I feel you, when I hear your Laugh, when you speak, when you tell me many things, when we joke and play around, when you cook for me and make me snacks, when you make Coffee and we share Beer and Wine, when we love each other in the middle of the night, when we act upon desire, when we play, Breaths, Moans, Pants, questions, pleasure, Pain, dominance, submission, Submission, Dominance, blindfolds, Shirts, immobility, arms, holding me tight, stealing my breath, legs, stretch, Shoulder, pain, push, pleasure, forget... Focus. Scream, moan, Skin, heat, sweat, muscles, slow, in, Love, tired, rest, Breath, Push, breath, more, Mine, kiss, souls; Pain, shattered [breaks], opium, mouth, kiss, 29, perfect, love, man [dies], Words, calm, talk, laugh, Love, sleepless days & nights...
Share, music, crazy, opium, marihuana, fly, float, live, relax, opium... Miss, Pain, Cry, Forget, try...
You have a girlfriend
I love you..
I need to leave you
[stops]
About the Creator
Elisa Young
A bleeding heart can be a blessing and a curse, as much as it feels joy it can also easily bruise.
Many poems show my soul, I have yet many things to learn, but the few I know I'm eager to share, writing has become my safe haven.
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