A DIFFERENT SIDE OF ME

How does someone wield the power to dismantle me so entirely?

They possess an eerie talent for breaking me down, piece by fragile piece,
until I am but a collection of shattered remnants of who I once was.

And yet, in the midst of this relentless ruin, I find myself yearning for his touch, craving his voice, and longing for his presence.

It's a cruel and poetic twist of fate, to be so inexorably drawn to the very source of my deepest pain.