My Drug
Loving you is a drug that I can't get enough of.
No matter what, I still love thee unconditionally.
But let's say perhaps, if I had done the same as you had done unto me,
could you still share the love for this phemonomenal lady?
Would you be able to bare the love inside knowing what I had done but still want to be my only one?
Would you stll work through the pain and anguish despite what others say?
The feeling for that one is so strong that you need to be with them as much as or more than you need to breath.
Could you still love me for me and not the mistakes and hurt I put you through?
If I show you I have changed and how much I truly love and need you would you believe me?
Most of all, could you ever trust me again?
As I lay here contemplating these things, I wonder could I ever...
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