If I told you I always dream of you, would it change anything? If I told you your smile lights up my heart, would it make you smile again? If I told you how much your eyes melt my soul, would you look back into mine? If I told you how envious everyone is of your beauty, would you flick your beautiful hair behind your ears?
If and only if I could tell you these... But if I did, you wouldn't believe me.
My name is Cita and I'm an addict. Yes, I'm also not a writer but This, this feels even better when I consume It gives the never ending feeling of ecstasy That out of body existence in a fantasy world That out of body experience in a blissful universe A hide away from present reality.
Day after day I stay active Night after night I stay sleepless. Constantly believing that this could end by the snap of a finger. But my mind knows better, knows who's really in control. The addiction.
Surely the end is fast approaching. Soon I'll take back control. Soon I'll confront that monster And finally grin with pride when I shut that bright light and put that screen to sleep.
We fight so many battles in our lives, one which not everyone who we try explain to would understand. Individual battles we sometimes can only fight on our own. We may lose some of these battles but we definitely have to win the war.