This Boy

This Boy you see has a hold on me.
This Boy you see stole my heart from me.
This Boy you see controls my being.
This Boy is my everything, but I feel like his nothing.


He knows what he does to me.
He knows how I need him.


I know how he craves me.
I know how terribly I want to be with him.


He is my drug and I am his.
Forever addicted to the fire that's within us.
We're connected on some internal level,
never able to leave each other,
no matter the pain in question.


This Boy is my addiction.
This Boy is my torture.
This Boy is my lover.
This Boy is my forever.


(Written on July 6th, 2014 at 11:45 pm)