Loving Sugar
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The biggest mistake of my life was loving a woman, most people wouldn't understand that. They'll say love is beautiful, gracious, something everyone needs and they are all full of crap. Love put me in prison and gave me a thirteen year sentence with the possibility of parole. All because I fell for a woman named Remi, as I fell in love with her she became Sugar, whom I became addicted to.
With my days running together and years left in here, my mind becomes the only safe place, finding my escape in remembering how I came to fall in love with Sugar.
Addiction to one thing causes you to walk to hell to get a fix.
I fell in love with Sugar and I couldn't stay away. She flushed me with sweetness and intoxicated me before cutting me off at the knees and removing herself from my life. As fast as she walked into my life she had me in cuffs. From the first day I spotted her she had me begging for more, she had me vulnerable before I even realized it. She witnessed me craving for more and what she gave me was nothing short of genocide to my cells and, I'd let her do it all over again if it meant I could get one more dose.
I am an detoxing addict. I've managed to come from a complete high to ground zero. I'm not sure what the cure is but I don't want help. I knew my destruction would come at the hands of the very thing I hated the most.
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