Addiction

In the night I am an addict. I have to see you, to smell you, to hear you.  It's worse on days like this, the days when I can't. I can't hold you, I can't breathe you. Without you, I've no purpose. I need you like Homer needs Marge, like Johnny needs Baby. Baby please hear me. And just to be clear... I love you. I am in love with you and all that you are. Who you are is who I need to become. Perfect. Perfect for you to see. So maybe I'm addicted but at least I'm addicted to the cure. The cure of you, the cure of beauty, the cure of wonderful things. Wonderful things like you.