Sobriety is enlightening.
You used to be my drug. The same drug which took me high, was the same drug that left me hung over.
Sick from the excitement passed. Headache from your withdrawn emotions. Throwing up what's left of the passions ,which went away with your touch withheld.
Laying on the bed wonder where my next fix of you is coming. The next fix to keep me from suffering from the guilt and shame of needing you so much the way I do.
You are forbidden and harmful to me, yet your love excites me
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