The Matrix: An Eternal Escape

You met her in a public place.
A spark had formed it seemed.
Something said "chase the white rabbit."
So you did.
You chased the white rabbit.
Got addicted to the smallest gestures.
She had become the heroin.
Everything gave you a high.
The rabbit held a secret.
She was completely lost on her path searching for the wonderwall.
Her wonderwall was the one who'd complete her heart.
It was the missing puzzle piece in the generated hell she survived in.
You chased her.
She captured you without realizing what happened.
The connection sparked a conversation.
The conversation lead to innocent touches.
Thus creating intense and enrapturing highs.
The heroin effect lead to bigger thrills and yearning for deeper moments.
The stolen glances weren't enough.
The small gestures drove you both incredibly mad.
The touches lead to harsher craves and a lust for more.
A rush of emotions had taken hold both.
Neither one could deal with it.
You had a demon inside of you.
She had scars.
You craved everything her.
She craved everything you.
She had began to feel you.
Your presence lit her up.
Her eyes glowed.
Her heart sped up.
But you had no clue she did the same thing to you.
You would feel her entire presence when she walked into a room.
It was as if someone put ecstasy in the air and you had inhaled so much.
Reality would fade as the moments passed.
You would drink in her scent.
She would inhale your presence.
You had become her wonderwall.
She had become your white rabbit.
She was your escape from your demon.
You were her drug of choice.
She had become the escape from your matrix.
Together you both would create your own eternal salvation.