I'm going through withdrawals not withdrawing from you but from the feeling of love.
I miss my laugh and my smile and the times when I saw the world in colour.
They say drugs come with side effects but I didn't expect this one.
You took the life out of me and I'm begging for it back.
Maybe this year I'll find love again.
But this time I'll know better and I'll read the side effects.
YOU ARE READING
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