➊ ❝𝘿𝙮𝙨𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙖❞✧ ೃ༄

addicted.

-date ; 3/13/xx
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I thrived off his touch like it was a drug.

It was a drug, if you ask me.

I truly felt high with him.

The floor was nonexistent as he lifted me above the heavens with nothing but his voice.

I looked forward to every day for once.

I turned to him for euphoria, to distract myself from the horrors that plagued my mind.

And he gave me that comfort.

I was addicted.

Every inch of what he had to offer I craved constantly, even when we went our separate ways.

I ascended with him as he showed me the uncharted plains of the sky. I passed the satellites and stars, exploring new worlds with him.

He made me soar far above the atmosphere.

Until I came crashing down without warning.

-Sere