Through The Fogged Up Looking Glass
Some People Never Change.
I feel sick.
I am in his arms, inhaling his sweet scent and tasting his innocent flesh. He’s mine again.
Why, then, do I still ache for the bittersweet taste of a roundtrip out of my mind? All that time spent numbing myself, and now I can’t feel anything at all. Addiction is greedy, only there to fill the void loneliness creates, and it seems there is no room for two.
His full lips kiss my shoulder gently as a sob rips from my chest. He’s always been my oxygen. Without him, there is no world.
I just don’t understand.
I am in his arms, inhaling his sweet scent and tasting his innocent flesh. He’s mine again.
Why, then, do I still ache for the bittersweet taste of a roundtrip out of my mind? All that time spent numbing myself, and now I can’t feel anything at all. Addiction is greedy, only there to fill the void loneliness creates, and it seems there is no room for two.
His full lips kiss my shoulder gently as a sob rips from my chest. He’s always been my oxygen. Without him, there is no world.
I just don’t understand.
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It was written real quick, so. :/ I'm sorry.
Was written while listening to Write On! by Gym Class Heroes and Pavlove by Fall Out Boy. (: