You’re just a fantasy
of what I think I need.

Your presence makes me sick
but, I constantly need to feed.

Addicted to your behavior
but, I’m upset all time.

I keep coming back for more,
making sure that you’re all mine.

I swear this is normal,
I keep telling myself this.

This can’t be what they talk about…
Perfect bliss?

I gave it a shot,
there was a fine line.

I never felt that before,
so that had to be a bad sign.

Being around you,
makes my heart skip a beat.

But, I think that’s stress
or my body claiming defeat.

My patience is running out,
it’s literally almost done.

The fates have spoken,
and I think “They” won.

I can’t sleep at all,
because I feel so bad.

I dwell on memories
and the times we once had.

But I will not suffer another day,
with you by my side.

You do not defend my honor
or protect my pride.

Letting you go,
is the best thing I can do.

Forget what the movies say,
it’s not me… it’s YOU.