you were like a drug
and I became addicted to you
but your lips tasted like
bitter ecstasy
I knew it was wrong
but I always wanted more
and your whiskey-colored eyes
hypnotized me
and I felt knots in my stomach
if I looked away
maybe it's wrong to say
that you were my drug
and I was addicted to you
like the nicotine
in my first cigarette
that buried me with its
glowing embers and
acrid smoke
so I won't say it
I'll only say I never thought
I could live a day without you
yet today I opened my eyes
and I have never felt more alive.
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