Sickly Spinning.
Peeling out of my skin.
The comfort it had long provided
was wearing thin.
We have this mutual
Expression of Amazement
Feeling of being lost
With no direction to turn.
Uncertainly insane
I start to feel deranged. . .
What else am I missing
when we are kissing?
I want to love you, but I feel like the "glue". . .
All of your problems stick to me
After they bounce off of you.
I feel like I should know you better by now,
But it blows my mind
Every time.
Every time you do the same things,
I'm left feeling like
I'm the only addiction
that would be easy for you
To
Break. . .
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