I liked it when I was high on you,
it's becoming way too hard to go through.
Everything reminds me of your first taste,
how I was eager, and how my heart raced.
As long as your hands were in mine,
Every ounce of me appreciated you, my wine.
I was never coming down, I swear,
You were my shrine, you were my prayer.
I would smile wide, and say out loud,
Things I never talked to someone else about.
You promised to walk me through the thick and thin,
Your walking away pushed my earth out of spin.
Little did I know, you'll become an addiction,
The heaven you took me to, was nothing but a fiction.
Next morning, my head throbbed from your hangover,
It felt like a loaded truck just ran over.
I wave you bye, with new determination,
Neglecting my want for your one sensation.
But as the night will come, for you I'll crave,
I admit you have my soul as your slave.