He was my favorite drug.
The way he penetrated my mind & ran his hands across my body while his love injected into my veins was as overwhelming as a heart attack.
The agony he brought was breathtaking.
And with each short winded breath, I yearned for him more & more.
I could taste the sweet bitterness of him even when he was nowhere around.
For this drug, I would go beyond the depths to have him in my blood stream again.
I was strung out.
Hallucinated.
And all around addicted to his high.
No weed, pills, or alcohol could suffice.
I needed him.
He was a part of me.
Although we were never meant to be, he had my soul under lock & key & I couldn't break the chains even if I wanted to.
He was my sweetest nightmare.
I could feel my heart rate increasing each second he was in my presence.
My lips would quiver & veins would thicken.
I needed my high.
And as my eyes rolled to the back of my head & my knees buckled from beneath me, I realized that I had overdosed....
