My addiction

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In the beginning, I liked the thought of you, even though you were a little strong.

I consumed you like coffee, my eyes glazed with sugar to disguise the bitterness you naturally had

I watered down your negativity with milk and creamer, making it easier to swallow the truth about you.

Now, I try to avoid you, your harmful towards my mind, making me think I'll need you again, like an addiction I finally got over, something I don't want to go back to because one more touch, and I'll be hooked again.

You were my addiction, the one I finally got over.

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