My toxic drug
I still long for your touch. Still wish to see you everyday even though I've rolf myself your no good for me. Your the type of love that breaks sweet girls down to nothing yet I still come back for more. Back to the toxins and drugs you give me called love because its the only type of love I've ever known. If its not soul/ heart shattering, counting, and unprecedented then i don't want it. This isn't the love life I want to have for the rest of my life though. I want something real, pure, and true. Can someone help this poor confused heart of mine see what is real love and what is fake/ toxic love?