Once again
And dopamine hits my veins
Until you message me
To slowly break
So I sit and wait as my world seems
To soothe my soul
And I'm left without your voice
I panic as the hours go by
I get frantic that you're not close
Once you're gone , I go through withdrawals
But does that mean it's not real?
Even when I have you here
Seems I can never get enough
I'm addicted to how you make me feel
You're my personal supply of dopamine
To smile and sink into my chair
A simple reply is enough for me
So I can pull out my phone
And get my fix
I wait for others to leave
When you're near
I crave your attention
I'm an addict
I have come to realize
YOU ARE READING
What's Between Me And Her~
PoetryThis poem delves into the theme of addiction, specifically focusing on the speaker's addiction to the dopamine rush that comes from receiving a message from someone they are infatuated with. The poem explores the intense feelings of withdrawal and p...
