I don't know, but you're like a flower that is blossoming.
You have me hooked like cocaine, marijuana, cigarette and alcohol. Honey I am attached to you like magnets to metal.
Have a grip on me like a vice grip,
Got me tuned into you like a TV episode i can't miss.
There are others that were there before you but you just took first place as if you were always there. Honestly I don't want you move, your staying at first place my dear.
Many contacts on my phone but you're the only one I really want to appear.
You're the only tune playing in my head with sweet melody and I am high off it and on repeat I keep it.
Oh no! Watch what you're doing to meeeeeee .
You really don't have a clue what your existence does to me.
YOU ARE READING
This is for you
PoetrySomething Different Mix with Love, Feelings, Life, Experiences, Motivation, Inspiration.
