Some people are so irresistible even though they're bad for you.
you draw me in
like a smoker smelling
cigarettes around the corner;
like an addict hoping to quit
but being tempted one more time.
it's a simple desire
one would say.
how even though you'll
slowly kill me in the end
and no matter how
much I resist,
I need you the most.
everything about us
screams that we
simply don't work,
that when we are together,
you turn my insides black.
I know this
and I say I need to move on
and change and be better,
but I can't.
You're presence still lingers even long after you're gone.
I'm a fiend for you,
utterly entranced and addicted.
You're a cigarette and
you pull me in every
single time
because when you're gone,
all I can see is you,
the smoke left behind,
the smell after you're gone,
and the warmth you used to share.
you'll kill me
but maybe just this once,
maybe one more time,
and I'll go for good.
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existential crisis: wellness and health
Poetryfor the ones who are hurt, heartbroken, overthinking, overwhelmed, and feel like they're slowly suffocating: OR for the ones who are deeply madly in love, are terribly obsessed, and or in a state of unrequitedness: "I hope you find the comfort you a...
