Every time I feel suicidal I find myself talking to you,
Like a programmed thought.
You have such a way with words.
The only falling I do is for you,
When I feel on the edge of the cliff you pull me back in.
Every time I say I love you and you can't say it back my heart breaks a little and I die inside.
Every time I talk to you, I feel like it'll be the death of me
But I have no choice, I am addicted to you and the feelings you give,
You will be the death of me but not having you will kill me.
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HEARTBREAK AND MY OTHER ADDICTIONS
RandomThis is a collection of 30 pieces written to explore various topics with a main focus on heartbreak along with a love for "unhealthy substances".
