This is what you are to me.
Every time I take one step back,
You make do two steps forward.
You've sweetly destroyed me.
Your eyes, hair , lips.
You're going to be the death of me.
You don't know and it doesn't matter.
I don't even know your name.
I don't know anything about you.
You make feel high when we have that eye contact.
I love that feeling of highness when I look at you.
I am a lost cause and
I love it.
Please don't save from that bittersweet drug.
Please let me drown myself deeper in it.
You are my drug.
I'll be always addicted no matter what.

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