Drugs

I simply wonder briefly does he really love me the way that I love him...

My craving for him develops further every day

I can not communicate my grief...no one comprehends.

The days appear to draw nearer and closer, the more I feel dead

He's passing on soon and the aggravation attempts to invade my body gradually

I'm not in line with my body

I need to switch off my feelings in general

I recollect him

How seriously and frantically I fixated on him...

I adored him

Everything was a lie...he talked sick about my name

I really want to believe that he laments what he has done.

He harmed me however I was so silly to give him access

It resembled a drug that I was dependent on and I continued onward back for it despite the fact that it was terrible for me...I can't escape it

However, you can never move past dependence...