A Drug Called Love

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They say stay away.
They say stay away from drugs.
But isn't love a drug?
People chase it.
Just like they chase drugs.
I've seen people chase love.
I've seen them chase drugs.
People I love.
Seen em come.
Watched em go.
On the rollercoaster of life.
First hand.
I've dealt with the effects of drugs first hand!
Everyone chases something.
Reaching for their cravings.
Chasing the drugs they use.
The let themselves go.
Only focus in life is the drugs.
It's not their kids.
Not their family.
Not their friends.
It's nothing but their drugs.
Drugs are the Captain of a sinking ship.
When everyone else is jumping overboard.
The captain still stays.
Go down with the ship he says.
Drugs are a weapon.
Taking lives.
Changing them
Even ending them.
Relationships go down the drain.
Love is the king of weapons.
The nuclear bomb ready to explode.
Any given moment it goes off.
My dad did drugs.
Always popping pills.
Smoking weed.
Doing crack cocaine.
Throwing his life away.
Chasing the high he could never reach.
Just like my dad. I am a junkie.
Hung up on the high.
Loving every moment of it.
I'm not popping pills or smoking weed.
No nothing like that.
Love is my drug of choice.
The most dangerous drug of all.
The bullet in the gun.
Love trumps all.
The icing on the cake.
Making you do some crazy shit.
So many different types of love.
Always coming with a high.
Just like all drugs.
After a high comes a low.
Love doesn't make your brain into mush.
It can, but it doesn't.
Love is the reason you move on.
It's the ones that laugh with you not at you.
It's the one who holds your hair back when your throwing up.
Love is that friend that answers when you call at 4 o'clock in the morning.
Crying her eyes out with you.
Buying tissues and ice cream.
Jumping out of bed and running to the car.
Not caring if people see your pink fuzzy slippers.
Not caring if they see you in your pajamas.
Not caring what you look like.
Not caring that it's 4 AM
Even when you work in a few hours.
Love is the drug that make you jump from a plane.
Makes you run into a burning building.
Showing up to parties you don't want to be at.
Showing up to school early just to walk with him.
Practicing her dances with her.
Rehearsing lines you have no intention of performing.
Watching the notebook.
Even when you just want to sleep.
Love can make you.
Or break you.
The most intoxicating of drugs.
The highest of highs.
The lowest of lows.
Love destroys.
Love also builds.
The drug that makes you hurt when they hurt.
Makes you feel larger than life.
On top of the world.
Underfeatable.
Immortal.
They say stay away from drugs.
They say you'll find the one one day.
They say you'll find love.
But isn't love a drug?

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