he's my bad habit
other people have them too, they bite their nails, they eat when they're stressed, they hold grudges
but those are actions, and my bad habit is a person
i fell into mine like everybody else does-- unexpectedly and unknowingly
thinking it'd be harmless, that i'd be able to stop whenever i wanted to
but i couldn't, and i still can't
...
as time went on i realized it was bad for me, that he was bad for me
but my bad habit evolved into an addiction
i tried to let go but i couldn't, i wasn't strong enough
it had been too long and i convinced myself that i needed him, that i couldn't live my life without him
i knew it was wrong but i did it anyways
because i just couldn't help myself
[a/n]: sorry this is really short and not that great but i'll be updating multiple times today :)
