_I'm addicted to love,_
_The lows and the highs,_
_The blows and the sighs,_
_The kisses and lies,_
_The "hellos" and "goodbyes",_
_The fails and "I tried's",_
_The way that they cry_
_for our heart's lullabye,_
_Write our names in the sky,_
_Part the clouds; keep us dry,_
_While my old lover sighs,_
_Let those running tears fly,_
_And ignore how they pry,_
_Just believe this next guy,_
_Won't also make me cry,_
_But deep down I wonder why,_
_I continue to try,_
_While my heart weeps so blind,_
_Because I'm beggining to find,_
_That I'm wrong every time,_
_It's repeats and rewinds,_
_Sobs shuddering down spines,_
_Why do I feel the need to remind_
_Myself of pain I tend to find,_
_Oh right, I know why,_
_I'm addicted to love._
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Silent Mouths, Rambling Minds
Poetry"Those who speak the least have the most interesting things to say,"
