I remember meeting him and having this loving and happy feeling rush through me. But I didn't know how addictive he was until he left.
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He was just supposed to be my stepbrother-nothing more. But his smile lingers in my chest, his scent drives me crazy, and his presence makes my heart stumble.
I never meant to fall for him... but his scent is the one weakness I can't escape.
You may not know
the reason why,
for a time
I wasn't I,
There was a man,
who came and went -
on him every breath
was spent.
I'm sorry I forgot
all else-
it was the most
I ever felt.
*WARNING: WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 13*
He wasn't the kind of love you sip slowly - he was the kind that burns all the way down. Every kiss feels like fire, and every goodbye tastes like regret.