The moment I first met you,
I knew you were never gonna be mine,
'cause our worlds were so far apart,
for them to collide,
you were intoxicating,
and I wasn't an addict,
so I told my heart,
to stay where it is,
cold, dark and alone,
in the coffin between my ribs,
'cause your hands were too colourful,
for it to not get tinted.
-addiction
zainab
